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Today I went and picked blackberries. They are little and squishy, and very hairy. It could be worse. They are not too seedy, and they are extremely sweet, and most of the hair washed off them anyway. The undersides of my nails are all black so I look like I have been scraping out a barn with my naked fingertips, but its worth it. I am going to make a pie.

I miss my husband.

Mochi wants to know if anyone on the east coast wants to invite him to stay with them while his mommy and daddy find a place to live in New York. He wants me to mention that he is a very good house guest (poops in a box, will bring his own bed and food, and will buy you beer and pizza). He gets on well with other cats and people (although he's not a big fan of dogs). Also, he promises not to give you poison oak.

It is Mochi's birthday today. He is six years old. He is now comfortably middle-aged. Except for his asthma. It doesn't like all this smoke.

His birthday has made me a little sad, because it makes me realize that, provided things go according to plan, I will out-live him. That just isn't fair. Pets should get to live as long as we do.

So instead of the normal three days I left my tepache for a week. Instead of tasting sweet and mildly fermented this stuff actually smelled and tasted like alcohol, and so much of the sugar had been converted that we had to add more to make it tasty. I thought about throwing it out, for fear of it making someone go blind or something else horrible. The guys, on the other hand, were stoked. The older the better was their reaction. All in all it was pretty awesome.

It is the mOmster's birthday. Yay! She is awesome. Also, apparently she is not answering her phone, so I got to sing "happy birthday" and "the old gray mare" to her voicemail.

Had a really terrible day. Really wanting to know why this shit just keeps on coming.

Having a party tomorrow. Really hoping everything starts smoothing out. Trying. All I have to do is make cupcakes, and make all the food I bought at Costco look pretty. I am going to pick up some flower and herbs. That should do the trick.

I am planning to make red velvet cupcakes with butter cream frosting, decorated with little piped raspberry vines, complete with fresh raspberries. I am do for a baking project. My day today was like that. Let the baking begin!

I am moving in 11 days. It is all starting to sink in, and I am starting to get a little bit sad. I am looking forward to being back in CA for a bit, but mostly am terrified of New York. Scary. I have lots of packing and selling to do. Yikes. A little break from all that needs to be done, we have had some friends from New Zealand in town. I love Kiwis! And I miss being surrounded by them all the time. Now I desperately want to go back and visit, but it is going to be a long time before that happens, and that makes me sad.