February 3rd, 2018


My kitchen smells like the high school all-city drama cast party

Took two pieces of 5 mg THC dark chocolate at about 6:30 last night, it started to hit about when I started last night's LJ, maybe 10 pm. Was in bed reading at about midnight, but didn't get very far. Asleep soon. Maybe 2 pit stops, then slept till 7:25.

Spook was up on the bed not letting me do more than rub the sides of her face. As soon as I got out of bed she bolted.

Was early doing the usual morning stuff, but not early to work because traffic was backed up a couple of blocks at the 101 on-ramp so I found a U-turn and went the back roads, which were backed up because a particular 4-way stop, which used to be a breeze-through now serves four multi-story Google buildings and two construction sites. Grr. And with summer weather forecast for all week, the bicycles were out in force. I will have to start taking the longer back road route.

Only a handful of people in the break room, but they had the Friday bananas out (the ones that were too beat-up to put out earlier).

In the hole, the heater facilities guy was sitting on the front stoop, he didn't recognize me, but he also didn't need to get let inside. Long story short, the aircon was on, and the building was at a comfortable temp all day.

Part of that is it got to be in the 70s, which it had not been for weeks until yesterday. Stoop guy must have tweaked something on the outside HVAC unit.

The test I'd run last night didn't do so well, but I also didn't prep the machine for it. But it was just to pass the time. All day was smoke testing, some still to be done Monday.

Home, delivered was atorvastatin, an IRS form from Scottrade which said I put $ into my IRA, which I did not (it was a dividend which arrived too late for 2016 taxes). Also delivered was a box of lens wipes (which I divided between home & office) and an herb grinder.

No cheesecloth, Amazon order was delayed till Tuesday, but I can get some at Target or BB&B tomorrow.

So, used the grinder on the 1/8th - a strain called FOG. Not pleased - the grinder is solid but poorly designed, I had to use a paring knife to dig half the material out of its teeth, the other half passed through to the catcher, which has a convenient pull-out pour spout.

Next step was to spread the ground material across the bottom of a glass baking pan, cover with aluminum foil and bake at 225° for half an hour, then mix it up (an attempt to heat it on both sides) then another half hour. Then onto a wire rack to cool.

While it was baking I was watching PTI and then the news. And getting a bit of a contact high. I have never smoked pot, but in my senior year of high school I was cast in the all-city play, and cast parties were in the Central Area (poorest part of town) and also in a restricted neighborhood (richest part of town). In both cases, there was pot being smoked. I like the aroma, but instead of getting high I got sleepy. Which is a major reason I am trying it now. Alcohol does the same thing to me, but also makes my jaw hurt.

Baking done, the challenge was to find a way to melt the butter. Original plan was crock pot, but my crock pot is way too big for just a single stick of butter with water to just cover it. My rarely used rice cooker turned out to be perfect. Melted the butter in water on the "heat" setting, then flipped to "warm" and added the green stuff. I'll let it simmer till about 1 am (4 hours).

For dinner I reheated mashed potatoes and the piece of Korean rib left over last night, plus some mixed veggies from the freezer and a croissant. Dessert was popsicles.

Definitely feeling the munchies, but there isn't much to munch on. Oh wait, I have Kind bars and more popsicles. :-)

Wore my non-reading glasses on the drive home, since it was getting dark. I wore them a bit during the day. Took them off to use readers, and they are still on the kitchen counter.

Swapped cats soon after I got home, had to get out a step ladder and remove Zoe from the far corner at the top of the book shelf. Spook was making whining noises outside the door, which spooked Zoe. Who is now free. She jumps up on stuff a lot. Piano top, train set (she likes to lay inside the loop) the back of the recliner, etc.

Signed up for a photo shoot a week from Sunday.

Plans for tomorrow:

Target or BB&B - cheesecloth and maybe a better grinder. I have an electric spice grinder I use for Thai cooking, and while marijuana is commonly used as a spice in Thai cooking, I'd rather not have it in mine.
Strain the cannabutter into a small glass container and stick it in the fridge to coagulate.
Maybe use it to make a batch of brownies.
Maybe get the car washed and go across the street for a massage
Maybe coffee w/Janice (more likely to be Sunday)
Let both cats loose, try to reel in Spook and calm Zoe


More Contact, Only A Little High

Slept really well last night, definitely logy all evening from the cannabutter fumes. Zoe was all over the place, and has become entirely too fond of play biting my hand & arm and nibbling on my fingers. Also could be that I stayed up till 1 am to turn off the cooker. At about 5:30 I was up to turn in back on again, on warm.

Out of bed around 9:30 took my time getting out and about. First stop, Target. They had cheesecloth, which was the main reason for going there. Also picked up some All detergent pods which were $1 less for about 20% more pods than Tide, which were also on sale. There were Tide pods in all kinds of flavors and packaging, obviously taking advantage of the current bad publicity.

Searched for a spice grinder, but the only one they had was a programmable Mister Coffee coffee grinder, similar to the non-programmable one I have which works like a champ for grinding spices, but is impossible to clean because the blade is fixed to the receptacle cup and is not removable or washable. So whatever you grind in it leaves traces. Also got a couple of small not-Mason not-Ball jars which looked like the perfect size for the Airfield containers (which are both sharing a much too large quart Mason jar). And two Pyrex containers, one slightly larger than the other, to pour the cannabutter into. The only other thing on my list was Roundup, but Target has done away with their garden department.

Checkout was a mess. Only three lines open, all manned by young men who were all just out of training wheels. A supervisor called for more, and soon there were six lines, all the added staff were women. But by that time I was next in line.

On to Home Depot, got Roundup. They don't have small appliances of any kind, so no grinder there. Lowe's next. Their on the wall search screen showed several grinders, one by KitchenAid which was perfect (removable receptacle, and two extra ones) but nothing happened when I pushed the "show on map" button. Turns out they are only available online. I walked to the aisle labeled small appliances, but it lied - fridges, stoves and some microwaves. A year ago there were coffee makers and such there.

Home. Took out the Roundup and sprayed all the usual places. Lots of new cracks in my driveway, I'll need to ask the manager to have that looked at. Most of the weeds I sprayed with the Bayer chemical have died, it took a week. But it left a lot too.

In the mail was a tax form from my contract agency claiming they took $50 a month for some kind of health coverage. I'll have to ask about that because I declined all coverage, I thought. Having lunch with my rep next week...

In the park slot was the annual form from the park owners asking for basic info, plus a photo of your furry friend. Spook is my only one as far as they are concerned.

And after today, I'll be looking into giving Zoe away.**

Didn't think the butter was green enough, so I turned the cooker back on hot, it had been off since 10 am. After it came to a boil I turned it down to warm for an hour.  Even after half an hour off, it was too hot to handle, so I used oven mitts. I had already rubber banded cheesecloth to a large strainer, and positioned it over the larger of the Pyrex containers. Some boiling water from my electric teapot to wash remaining butter through the weed, and also swished some around the cooker pot and added that. Put the lid on the container and moved it to the fridge. Tomorrow I'll harvest the butter (it will be floating above the water) and hopefully there will be 1/3 cup to make a batch of brownies with.

Sometime after that I let Spook out, and she immediately hunted for Zoe, and they had a stalemate going under my bed. When I showed up, Spook got the message and left, and I was able to pull Zoe out. She "hid" on top of the piano. Spook kept her distance across the house by the bedroom door. Maybe hoping Zoe would go to the guest bedroom.

**While I was on the computer, there was a lot of noise, Spook full out attacked Zoe, paws flailing and fur flying (mostly Spook's fur) and Zoe was cornered against the wall. She fought back fiercely. I swatted Spook a couple of times to get her to back off, and put her in the guest room and closed the door. Actually, she let me walk her back there and went in on her own.

They are never going to become friends, and I am done with the guest room thing. This evening I swapped them again, Zoe is inside, Spook is free. Friends of Janice who are also friends of mine now may be wanting a cat, Zoe would be great for them. But I may bring her to Nine Lives. Can't bring her back to Humane Society, it's in the adoption contract.

Dinner was sliced mushrooms, shrimp and seashells with American and Swiss cheese melted in. Dessert was frozen melon balls & mango chunks. Lunch had been lox on Swiss on rye.

Munchies was addressed with walnuts and frozen blueberries with honey.

Those lovely little not-Mason jars were the perfect size, except the mouth is too narrow for the Airfield containers. By about 1/16 inch.

Plans for tomorrow:
Car wash/Massage (?)
Nine Lives (?) call first
Janice coffee @5
Replay Superbowl, especially if the underdogs win