Appointment, now you see it, now you don't, but there's soup

 Yesterday I thought I had covid and rsv vax set up. One today, one next week. Then last evening I got two texts from CVS marked urgent and cancelling them, vaccine not available. Oh. Please reschedule. Which I attempted to do, their site crashing three times after I'd reentered multiple screens of info. 

So I switched to another pharmacy chain, and after an evening of hitting buttons, have rsv scheduled this morning, covid for Friday. Hoping when I get there, they'll have the vaccine. If so, I'll see how I do, then decide whether I'm up for another shot on Friday.  

We did this dance last time I had the covid booster, the website setting up appointments, the pharmacies not receiving vaccine. So we'll see.

Good thing I made soup before all this. Butternut squash, carrot, with long pepper, kosher salt, nutmeg, chili powder and turmeric. Italian basil for fancy.

A large pot, as you see. Between this and the chili and  yogurt, I'm ready for anything.

Oh, an update on the Irish gymnastics situation. 

This is the gist, I'm guessing done under duress from lawyers, and finally an admission of wrongdoing. Now some of us are asking if the offending official was fired, no news on that. So all it took was 18 months, millions of protests from many countries, threats of lawsuits, and worldwide shame,  to acknowledge a bad act.

Happy day,  everyone, keep on keeping on, hope springs eternal, and other such cliches. Off to knit a glove.

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Of furniture and art and marathons

 Yesterday was about freecycling more books, to go off this morning

 as the continued bookcase marathon continued, and I now have one small bookcase of art and art adjacent books, moved to its new home, another one now containing artist books and materials, no printed books, so it's going to be a material storage place in its new home when it gets there.

I'm also putting a small table on free cycle, because the oak washstand is now on the plant scene. Meanwhile I found books I'd forgotten about, still very good, like

And among all this activity, did a bit of social justice work, with an email to the Irish Gymnastics Association. They finally released video of last year, when their official, at a medal ceremony for little girls, deliberately stopped in front of the one black child in the winners lineup, then moved on, giving out medals only to all the  white children. 

My grandmother was Irish, and would have been ashamed to see a child treated this way. As I told them.

They spent a year supposedly mediating with the child's parents and finally, after  wringing from the official a written apology, the video appeared. They are now paying for the debacle with a massive backlash from outraged viewers, and a support video to the child in question from Simone Biles.  Here's their automated and beleaguered response to my note.

we'll see what happens next. Let's hope they learned that the crime is bad enough, but the cover-up is plain stupid.

I did a bit of veggie prep, chopping and freezing bell peppers for the next shakshuka, microwaving and cutting up a butternut squash for the next bnut carrot soup.

I saved seeds and I'm drying them to try next year. The squash might not make it, because cooked, but I'll try them anyway.

And I finished the last of the applique blocks. 

Now to the next stage, backing and fronting.

The storm partly missed us, but the butterfly bush is a bit flattened. No major flooding close by, but I may have some major pruning to do when the rain stops, but this is a days' long storm, till midweek. We specialize in long drawn out storm events.

And here's what I woke to this morning

My honorary granddaughter sent me a Garmin link. She's running the Berlin marathon even as I type! Go Heather, you rock! Flew in from Calgary a couple of days ago, already up for it. She's wonderful, bragworthy. Proud honorary grandmother here.

Happy day, everyone, celebrate your family, blood and other!