We finished the Series of Unfortunate Events, which I had forgotten the ending to by now, so it was nice to feel freshly surprised.
After getting into almond butter over the past few years, one of my favourite breakfasts is an almond butter and raspberry jam sandwich on toast, provided the raspberry jam is seed-free. One of the few food frills I am willing to pay extra for.
I ended up going to bed around 9am and getting up again at 2pm, and writing here at 4am, being very productive and annoyingly peppy. Thank goodness for the Send Later option in my emails. I can at least get my communications out at a reasonable hour, even if they were written in the middle of the night (and very, very poorly proofread, typically speaking.) I am sending the last major spurt of confirmation and question emails about World Youth Day at Home in the morning, and after a few more zip back and forth, I won't have more than a few more hours of work to do on the event before Friday - which is good, as I have some frightfully boring, but very exacting editing to do.
When I woke up yesterday afternoon, I found out that my grandma had fallen on Friday in the wee hours of the morning and broken her hip. One successful surgery later and she has a plate holding her hip together. Crazy things we can do with our bodies. I haven't spoken to her directly yet, but she's happy with her roommates and likely charming the socks off her nurses. In a crazy twist, there's actually someone else I know in the same hospital right now, and a cousin who just broke his finger... Plenty of health-care required, if you're related to me, apparently.
We still managed to play a fun little game of D&D last night, freeing a bunch of slaves from some nasty overlords and also liberating a rather large number of awesome magical treasures. Great fun.
Just after that, I happened to catch a message from a friend that there was a very cool blood moon. The eclipse was called a 'super wolf blood moon' and has only happened 3 times in past 2 centuries! A Wolf moon is the first full moon in January, and a Super Moon is closer to the earth than usual. The blood part is self-explanatory, I think. Paul and I poked our head out the back door to see it and it was indeed mostly covered over with a very rusty red. I can see why superstitious folk might have been scared of such a phenomenon, it does look like the colour of blood has washed over the moon. Of course as a woman I have a blood moon every month or so... so this was an even rarer super wolf blood moon with a side of actual blood, for me. People have associated the ebb and flow of tides and the moon with menstrual cycles for ages, though apparently this hasn't fully convinced the scientists at this point.
Since then I have worked on WYDAH and then tried to sleep, had to deal with a very bored dog, and then wrote a bunch of huge emails. At the time of writing, I am winding down from work, but not sure when I can wind down entirely for the night. Tomorrow I have a big day planned but we'll have to see how much energy I have after spending half the night working feverishly on things that simply must be done.