Wednesday, October 27, 2021

Yuck. I Much Prefer Winter Nor'Easterners More Than the Rain Event We Had in the Northeast the Last Two Days

Always an optimist, I saw a slight window of no rain to adventure outside with Karal for a walk. It had been a morning with winds and rain whipping sideways down Mt. Pleasant. Definitely a monsoon. And Karal wouldn't go outside. She had me up at 7 a.m., but when I opened the door she was like, "@$@#, NO!" She ran to my "ZOOM" chair and curled up before I could get on my first meeting.

A little later, I got wiser and threw a dog biscuit to the swamp and she had no choice but match her desire for treats with her apprehension to actually do her thing. Lucky for me, she did both  and seemed to be proud of herself. 

Then, it was more monsoon time before I took her for a walk. It had stopped. I didn't bother looking at the weather, and headed out. We were about a mile away when the skies opened again. Drenched. Cold. All of this before I had to head to campus for classes. I took a hot shower. I also dried her off with a towel which was a game of chewing, biting, wrestling, and squirming.

Ah, but it's all good. It's midterm time, and after presentations, I promised my students falafel. Not sure where we'd go, but with so many vegans I guessed it would be the best bet. None of them wanted to drive to campus, and I cannot blame them. Leaving was even worse.

Such is life. Better for spring blueberries. The more we get , the plumper they will grow. 

And Wola! MeCha Pho in Fairfield after class for the win. We didn't do falafel and went for noodles instead. Maybe I'm flavor deprived but this soup was perfect for a rainy day. My stomach, heart, and mind are now as happy as can be. Each flavor was stupendous. I wish I could mail a bowl to my parents in Syracuse - it's that good. Perfect dish for miserable weather, and now I'm thinking about the winter months, too.

Definitely recommend it. Bringing students, however, was a little pricey. Ah, we live once. And today I shall go fly a kit. These winds are something else.


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