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sashagee and Laila went out to visit her parents in the suburbs. Both sets of parents have been wanting a weekend with Laila, but since we're switching her to a new medication we didn't want to leave her without us until we're more sure how she takes to it and if there will be any side effects. So far she seems to be mostly her normal self again, which is good--at the beginning she seemed a bit like a zombie and would barely talk, but that faded away after a couple days. Now she's back to being much chattier. B"H.
A few months ago, I signed up for SakuraCo's snack box atsashagee's insistence, since we used to get a snack box from a different company but that company went out of business due to Plague Years-related troubles. In some ways I like the old box better--for one thing, they put two of every snack in the box because they correctly assumed a lot of the boxes would be shared and so you wanted a full snack to yourself--but there is one way in which the box beat out the old one:
Warabimochi.
If you're not familiar, warabimochi is a Japanese summertime treat, with roasted soybean flour dusted over the top and served cold. Chiyoda occasionally had a warabimochi truck that would travel along the back roads playing its happy warabimochi truck song:
I haven't actually done that much, though. I texted a couple people to see if they were free but no one was, so I worked on Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead modding content and played Final Fantasy XIV in my free time, but I also cleaned the whole house, which is a lot easier when there isn't a rampaging toddler determined to make everything messy again after you've been cleaning. They're coming home later today, through, just in time for Shabbat, and when Laila sees all the clean, uncluttered floors who knows what she'll do.
sashagee and Laila went out to visit her parents in the suburbs. Both sets of parents have been wanting a weekend with Laila, but since we're switching her to a new medication we didn't want to leave her without us until we're more sure how she takes to it and if there will be any side effects. So far she seems to be mostly her normal self again, which is good--at the beginning she seemed a bit like a zombie and would barely talk, but that faded away after a couple days. Now she's back to being much chattier. B"H.A few months ago, I signed up for SakuraCo's snack box at
sashagee's insistence, since we used to get a snack box from a different company but that company went out of business due to Plague Years-related troubles. In some ways I like the old box better--for one thing, they put two of every snack in the box because they correctly assumed a lot of the boxes would be shared and so you wanted a full snack to yourself--but there is one way in which the box beat out the old one:Warabimochi.
If you're not familiar, warabimochi is a Japanese summertime treat, with roasted soybean flour dusted over the top and served cold. Chiyoda occasionally had a warabimochi truck that would travel along the back roads playing its happy warabimochi truck song:
"Warabiiiiiiiiii mochiiiiiiiii beep beep beepbeepbeepbeep *musical jingle*I haven't had it in over a decade--I've been able to find momiji manjū, a Hiroshima regional specialty (名物 meibutsu), much easier than warabimochi, and it was lovely. I'll stay loyal to SakuraCo just for that.
I haven't actually done that much, though. I texted a couple people to see if they were free but no one was, so I worked on Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead modding content and played Final Fantasy XIV in my free time, but I also cleaned the whole house, which is a lot easier when there isn't a rampaging toddler determined to make everything messy again after you've been cleaning. They're coming home later today, through, just in time for Shabbat, and when Laila sees all the clean, uncluttered floors who knows what she'll do.