Bits and Fluff

Our good Cake

Tomorrow will be Cake’s two week anniversary as a formal resident of Valhalla (we’re all ultra formal here, don’t ya know—you can’t show up to dinner without your spats on and shit).

Jen has suggested that our boy is a vampire cat. She made this astute observation way back when Cake would only venture out from his bolt holes in the evening and early morning. This timidity lasted all of three days. Why do I continue to feel that there’s substance to Jen’s reflection?

Fangs. When Cake yawns, boyhowdy, he looks like he could exsanguinate a cape buffalo standing 50 feet away. Okay, possibly I’m engaging in a weensy bit of hyperbole. Maybe a holstein from 25 feet?
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In my ongoing attempts to keep from drowning in a sea of despair (COVID and covidiots, MAGAts, my ongoing fucked up health and unending rehab action, GUNS, the Republi/Fascist Party, the January 6 Committee hearings, etc.) I picked up a book equivalent of a rom/com.

Yes..a rom/com book. I generally eschew the genre because, while I wholly enjoy the unreality of fantasy and science fiction, rom/coms are just way too pat, reductive and weak—like Disney versions of Grimm’s fairy tales. I’ll take the gritty, more realistic version over the candied shit every day—slogging through the harsh patches makes the happy endings a metric fuckton more sweet.

And yet, I found myself at the door of Rainbow Rowell’s Attachments.

Beth Fremont and Jennifer Scribner-Snyder know that somebody is monitoring their work e-mail. (Everybody in the newsroom knows. It's company policy.) But they can't quite bring themselves to take it seriously. They go on sending each other endless and endlessly hilarious e-mails, discussing every aspect of their personal lives. (source)

Breakfast of Champions!

First: I wouldn’t call Jennifer and Beth’s emails ‘hilarious.’ They were amusing, sure but never reached When Harry Met Sally, let alone Algonquin Table levels of wit.

Second: despite myself, I definitely liked the tale. Yes, it was predictable and almost entirely unrealistic but it was fun. Fun is good. I might even try another of her books.
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On the health front:

• I’m getting my second booster shot this morning. I’d have gotten it sooner if not for my proton radiation marathon. I’m very much hoping the shot's side effects are minimal. OF COURSE I AM!
  

• In PT yesterday, I began working on walking withOUT my walker OR a cane. I made it from one end of the living room to the other. TWICE! This probably doesn’t sound like much but, to me, this is huge. What it says to me is that YES, I will be able to walk unencumbered once again.
  

I’m PSYCHED!