Thursday, May 3, 2018
Signs of the Times
Dave taught one class yesterday morning (not to babies) and then had a check-up with his gastroenterologist, which basically amounted to a big thumbs-up for his current state of health. Apparently his inflammation levels are low and his blood nutrients and whatnot look good. So that's a relief! I've been worried about whether he should see a dietitian because his largely vegan diet is so restrictive -- I want to be sure he's eating well enough -- but the signs so far indicate that he is and the doctor said a dietitian isn't needed.
Dave spent yesterday afternoon with his parents, watching British TV. I left them with the BBC's "Morning" show when I went to work, and apparently they watched "Eggheads" and some other stuff during the day. Last night we had tacos and watched "The Crown," because Dave's parents had never seen it and his mom, at least, is interested in the royal family. His dad tolerated it.
They've been to London before, so I don't think they see any great need to do sightseeing. They're happy just to rest at our house before catching the flight home. Olga appreciates the company.
In terms of pictures, here are a few odd signs I found on my way to work yesterday morning.
(Not really a sign -- just an oddly folded advertisement. When I first found it, I thought "I didn't know we had Dairy Queen in the UK." But I belatedly realized it's a PETA campaign against dairy farming, starring actor Alan Cumming.)
Another missing-cat poster, gone psychedelic in the rain. London cats often go missing, or are killed by cars or predators, because some people insist they should be allowed to wander outdoors rather than be kept inside. You already know that, as a former indoor cat owner, I feel differently. I suspect this is a loaded topic among cat people.
Finally, a reasonable spring weather forecast -- although chilly at the moment! I went to Homebase on the way home from work last night and bought some pots for my cosmos and zinnia seedlings, along with some more soil and a bag of bird seed, all of which I lugged home in my arms. I was sweating and groaning by the time I reached the front door. Gotta get those seedlings planted in the next few days, and out into the fresh air and sun!