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More from the Weekend
cap, captain miss america

So, not being really capable of posting all weekend means I have a glut of silly photos and things to post to all of you lovely people!

1) Bee time!

My mama gave me a chocolate bee:

Chocolate bees are not as cute as regular bees and do not land adorably on your finger:

I have a consultation for my new tattoo today! Eeeeeee. I am getting bees on my shoulder, probably. I brought my laptop and I’m gonna print out all kinds of photos of bees to take to Joy, who happens to be [info]shinyredtype‘s tattoo lady! So excited!

Here are some of the photos I took in preparation. Also, if you have ever wondered what bees look like at work, you can see them in the second photo, inside the hive doin’ bee things.

I was explaining to my psychologist about the misperceptions people have about bees, because a lot of people are afraid that bees will sting them when in fact they are actually quite cuddly. I can actually walk up to the hive and pet them. They’re pretty awesome.

Sunday I tried to cook dinner for my mother, since she was injured, but she kept getting up and doing stuff herself anyway. Frequently, she as doing stuff WITHOUT her leg splint on. What a bad patient!

Anyway, collaboration?! Here’s what we made:

That’s polenta with venison, fava beans, asparagus, leek scapes and pancetta.

Arugula with beets, goat cheese, and balsamic-marinated figs.

Yum! I also made this freaking amazing garlic scape-lemon-vermouth sauce on Saturday. Which is what the drink in my last post, the Citizen Charlotte, was made to mimic. And amazing turnips. But I forgot to take pictures of those.

Finally, last but not least, I was not the only one who ate well this weekend. Alas, the mosquitoes did, too:

I didn’t realize quite how many bites I had, or how horrible they were, until yesterday when I put on my sandals to go to work. I have seven on my right foot alone! And then three on my left, and three on my left ankle. I have one on the BOTTOM of each foot, which is just really kind of ridiculous. Curse you, mosquitoes!

Oh, gosh! And I keep forgetting to say, BIRTHDAY PLANS HAVE BEEN MADE, Y’ALL. I will be in Austin from August 4 to August 7. So technically I will be on an airplane on the day-of day, but god I will be having so much fun the three days before that.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

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I was explaining to my psychologist about the misperceptions people have about bees, because a lot of people are afraid that bees will sting them when in fact they are actually quite cuddly. I can actually walk up to the hive and pet them. They’re pretty awesome.

Ooh, I'd have taken off and RUN with that one. Irresistable metaphors are my faves.

I love hearing about what people do in therapy. It's such an isolating job. I get to hear some of what my colleagues are up to, but we're usually too busy being locked away in our little rooms!

My psychologist mostly listens and offers sympathy and encouragement. I sometimes wish for someone who takes off and runs with things, if you know what I mean?

I want to hear about this metaphor now. I talked a lot about bees and my relationship with them and how I love that I feel like I can communicate with them without them being able to talk.

I have often thought about being a therapist. It seems like something I would love to do except for that isolation bit! It's part of why I had trouble when I tried to be a writer.

It's obviously impossible to really get an idea about who someone is based solely on LJ, but it sure seems that you've learned something about those bees that you're still not quite believing about people in general.

And I get a lot of clients who are thankful that I do more than just listen and offer encouragement. That's nice, and necessary, but once that safety net has been strung up and you see you don't have that far to fall, it's nice to be pushed out onto the wire a step or two. :)

That actually sounds like the complete opposite of me. I tend to assume everyone is awesome and enthusiastically love everybody on first contact!

And yeah, I like my psychologist but that is the one thing that I would like more of.

Metaphor used for example purposes only. Your mileage may vary. heh

Have you asked your psychologist for more of that? Sometimes we get a little lost.

Aha, gotcha. But yeah, that is the opposite of my problem. I am more the type who needs to be more aware of stingers. But that also is probably why I get along so well with bees.

I feel like I should! Is that okay to do? I don't know if there is proper protocol for these things.

I know I've said this before, but...



I wouldn't go cuddling bees, but I'm not terribly nervous of them because of the whole "they sting you, they die" thing. I figure they're not gonna just randomly attack, unlike wasps which are my greatest fear EVER :(

Aw! Did you ever read "The Fairy Rebel" by Lynne Reid Banks? It is kind of up your alley and it has an Evil Fairy Queen who rides a wasp.

And yeah, bees don't really sting. The thing is, they also literally have a hive mind, so they don't even sting for personal protection-- they sting to protect their queen. So unless they really think you're hurting the hive, they'll usually be all chill and stuff.

I did, I did! :D And The Ordinary Princess, and both have little notes to say who recommended them to me :D :D I loved it. Both of them. :D

They are totally altruistic. Like meerkats. We studied animal altruism and I can't believe I forgot the bees.

Once I cycled through a swarm of bees. Like, I was cyling and up ahead there was this big... cloud. And when I went through it there was a lot of buzzing. And then when I'd cleared it I noticed like five bees hitching rides on various parts of me!


And yes, I think people think that if bees are swarming, they are more dangerous, but really, they're pretty placid.

It was just so sweet and wonderful and aww, why didn't I read this when I was ten?!

I don't know what it is, but the skeeters don't go for me. We were sitting outside last night and everyone was going nuts from the bloodsuckers, but even this morning I haven't a single bite on me. I guess I must have bitter blood.

Oh god, I'm going to be a huge nerd now but mosquito attraction has to do with how your body processes cholesterol. People who sweat out their cholesterol are more likely to attract mosquitoes than people who don't, because the cholesterol is good for mosquito egg production.

So I am very glad to know that I am aiding the newest generation of tiny vampires, hooray.

Because it's either that or all the gin, and if it were the gin, I wouldn't get bitten, either.

When I was small, I was a mosquito MAGNET. Does puberty change the cholesterol processing at all? Because I don't recall being eaten alive much after the age of 13 or so! Unless that was just the mosquitoes going away.

Mosquitoooooooooooooos. Noooooooooo. :(

The food looks friggen' delicious!

It was! And yes, boo mosquitoes. I hates them, precious.

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