Being Mentally Normal: The Theory and The Actuality

[Mitchy1nge]

we must be on part 11 or something by now?

Oooh. What's in the curry?

DP makes the curries I'll ask him.

Apparently the sauce is onions, garlic, ghee, bell peppers, yoghurt, tinned tomatoes and spices, and the blobs of stuff are coriander, ginger, turmeric, and fennel (). Then it had a two chickens' worth of chicken pieces in it, and served with raita and parathas from a packet. Cooking is one of DP's hobbies so the freezer is stuffed with bags full of little lumps of grated fresh turmeric and homemade mint chutney and all kinds of mysterious substances.

It was bloody lovely. Which is good, because there's about eight portions of the stuff left in a massive saucepan in the kitchen.

someone is excited about the curry

(I don't know who he is, just found him in a photo album)

I dread to think of the amount of work and washing-up a curry like that represents, actually, what with the making of the mint chutney to stir into the yoghurt for the raita, the preparing, freezing in trays, and rebagging of the coriander/ginger/turmeric/fennel, the growing of the fennel in the first place, the jointing of the chickens, the toasting and grinding of the spices for the homemade garam masala FFS etc.

Wow. That's... terrifying

LOVE the pony pics! I had an orange B (she is the one we lost last year, mercifully, she just dropped down dead, was healthy and happy to the end, aged 32)
Current DHorse is sec D ish (bit of Arab chucked in. We rescued her as a yearling, intended to sell on, then 10 years later..)
Just been to see the woman in black 2. Bad mistake :/ And Chinese afterwards :fat:

that's a lucky way to go, brown horse is nearly that age (argh) am still riding him now and then, he's slowed down a bit but we still don't have brakes sometimes

here is the greatest spaniel for finding rats you didn't know were there, mere inches from you (have they no shame?)

He looks very proud of it but that rat's a tiddler

I saw one twice that size sauntering across from behind the compost heap and sitting on my Mum and Dad's garden table over Christmas.

I have some Cineworld vouchers and was thinking of going to see Birdman next week.

Was Woman in Black 2 really really bad then?

See Into the Woods.

(maybe it was bigger before he chewed it? he doesn't break the skin but nibbles them up and down, like a cob of corn, crunching all the bones until they stop twitching, and then he gives them to me)

Lovely spaniel!! I miss having a dog around the place
Woman in black was good, but I ached from tension, by the time it finished. I also felt quite traumatised, but that might just be "me" at the moment!

Um. That's quite graphic, Mitchy. [wince]

I'm not really big on musicals, Caulky, but I've heard it's a good one?

Oh, I see what you mean now, Millie

sorry

I know, is one of the many yucky things I should learn to undergo privately instead of trying to sort of vicariously traumatise everyone around me

here is a nicer photo of him during the winter olympics last Feb, checking his gucci watch and wondering how much longer the curling can realistically go on for

No worries, rat people are generally pretty pragmatic about this stuff - comes with the territory You do have a very descriptive way with words tho

That last photo is gruesome tho - glasses? You cruel woman

I don't mind fluffy pet rats, in fact I stroke them
I do mind cheeky freeloading rats, who pinch my horse's feed and jump out at me/run up my arm, when I reach into a bag of rugs

Yep, you can't have wild rats around when you have pet rats, either.

It's the surprise factor I don't like! I quite like rats who are introduced to me :D

Boo.

I wish I had a dog. I'd like a Jack Russell.

Am pretty much exactly one paratha over my calorie limit today.

My friend has a jack Russell...for rat control!
Sunday, any plans anyone? I'm going to visit DHorse, then nothing much else planned, but I need to plan something to do, as drifting along is bad for me :/
How are you today, Caulk?

Morning all. Today I'm on Sunday School duty at church and then I'm errrrm just trying to sit things out, so to speak - I really need some more meds for the pains in my legs and chest but kept caving into my medical phobias and procrastinated and avoided phoning for an appointment until I completely ran dry, by which time I couldn't get an appointment for three weeks. My fault entirely I know, but arrrgh everything just hurts and hurts and hurts. Appointment is on Wednesday afternoon though, so not long now.