So, most of you will have read John's post from yesterday. Which was just about as dramatic as any Friday has a right to be.
Mycroft very kindly gave up his bedroom for Mary, and slept on the floor of Sherlock's room.
I think it took everyone a while to settle down to sleep.
And then I was woken up by Sherlock shaking my arm and telling me that "Mycroft had a bad dream and I got him a dog and gave him a hug and he's still not okay". So I headed in there, swiftly followed by John, and Mycroft was being exceptionally brave, but was a bit upset about everything.
So we all fitted on Sherlock's bed, with both the fnugs and half a dog, and had a group hug. I ended up sitting with Sherlock hugged against me and most of a fnug around him, John was using my leg as a pillow and he and Mycroft were under the other duvet and we all fell asleep again.
I was first woken, pretty early, but Sherlock poking me in the chest and saying "Why are you in my bed?" - clearly having forgotten his little mission in the middle of the night.
And not long after, we were all woken up by Mary finding us - or, more accurately, the large hound that was trailing around with her snuffling into the room and causing the large hound that was acting as John's foot-warmer to scramble off in greeting. Those dogs can be graceful. But not when getting up/down or on and off furniture. Or on slippery surfaces.
Anyway, Mary apologised, but laughed at us anyway, and then Sherlock announced to her that we were having eggs benedict for breakfast, she said that sounded lovely...and once I had any feeling back in my legs, I went to Tesco to buy muffins for it.
She's coping very well will the constant flow of boys, dogs and degus and the general chaos of the flat, as well as Sherlock's questions about various things. And proved herself very adept with a frisbee in the park earlier.
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Mycroft had a bad dream and I got him a dog and gave him a hug
That was very good instincts Sherlock. When I've had a bad dream a hug and a dog always makes me feel better, even if I'm still shaken up by it.
Mycroft, you are such a gentleman allowing Mary your room when you're only just back and haven't even had a chance to sleep in it yourself yet. I hope the excitement of yesterday didn't bring up too many difficult memories for you. But I suppose being surrounded by all the 2-legged and 4-legged love that you can squish into one room will help ease your way.
I woke up thinking about your family this morning, L, and wondering if you were okay. I'm glad to hear things are happier today.
I'm very proud of all of you, even though I don't really have any right to be proud of people from the internet.
Mycroft, you're reminding me very much of myself at your age, because I had some big responsibilities to the family business and to mind my younger siblings, and I was generally capable of what I was asked to do, but it was still hard to do it all. I'm also one of those people who is calm in a crisis but upset later, and I often didn't feel comfortable expressing those fears afterwards. So I hope this half-term is a chance for you to do whatever it is that makes you happy and eases your mind after yesterday.
And for the rest of you, I hope for the same.
Oh, and Mary? Welcome to the madhouse. I hope it suits you, though everyone will understand if you find it somewhat overwhelming, especially if you're not used to the constant stream of curiosity and excitement that emanates from the Holmes-Watson-Lestrade household.
And who am I kidding, is anyone used to that? I'm not even sure the occupants are, though they seem to love it most of the time. :)
Thank you.
I'm feeling okay now.
I think it would be worse if I didn't know that John and Lestrade both have nightmares sometimes, and they understand. Also, it means I know it's not just something that children get, despite what some people think. I'm glad I'm back here for the holidays though.
Glad to hear that, Mycroft. Nightmares can feel lonesome, so it is nice to have people around who can empathize.
Sherlock, you're a very good brother. A hug, a dog, and Lestrade were all good responses. :)
On a bit of a random note, I'd just like to point out that the titles of Doc's last two entries make "so fine.". That plus "knight in shining armour" clearly means it's Doc Appreciation Day!
You know, guys, this just sounds so cute I think I've melted a little. Keep it up and I will start signing "CzechGoo" ;-) (but apart from the bad dream - and the thing that caused it - it sounds awesome).
Mycroft - I hope you don't feel bad about the nightmare and not feeling okay afterwards. I think we'd all be a little bit concerned if such a situation actually hadn't caused some reaction of this kind...
My personal philosophy about this (my personal - it doesn't mean it has to fit you or anybody else, mind you) is that it's better to crash a little just after everything is handled to avoid a big and harmful explosion sometime in the future when all the stress and frustration would be mixed-up with several of other moments of stress and unpleasant emotions and (in my experience) more difficult to untangle and handle. But that's just my way of handling things, which are very individual and unique for each person.
(Now I am kind of confused if my explanation is that confused or my English-as-a-foreign-language is confused. I just hope that it makes sense somehow.)
Mary, welcome to the madhouse. Anon from Sacred Oak has the right greeting :-)
PS: I am making roasted duck for dinner. Yum!
Madhouses are sometimes the best houses. And sometimes they're not, but this house is one of the good ones.
DW - every day in my life is Doc appreciation day ;)
CR - That made sense to me, and I love roast duck - send some over?
AftSO - Mary is taking it all in her stride admirably!
Sooo, how does one send roasted duck via the Net?
RoastedDuck.zip, Sauerkraut.jar and PotatoesWithGravy.rar? (I'm too lazy to do dumplings)
CR - That went entirely above my head. All I know about computers is that when they go wrong, you should turn them off and back on again... But Mycroft giggled (he says laughed, but I'm sure it was a giggle) so I assume you get a seal of approval there...
He says dumplings are returning a 404 error... I hope that makes sense to you?
So if there's been frisbee in the park, and now there's giggling, is it safe to assume that everyone's had a good day?
Yeah, we have. :) Mary and the boys are just trying to talk L into baked Alaska tonight...
Haha. Brilliant, CR and Mycroft!
Sherlock knows far too much about baked alaska. Whoever invented Google needs a talking to.
When you make meringue you mix it until you can hold the bowl upside down over your head without it falling out all over you and when you've made baked alaska you can SET IT ON FIRE and that's the Italian way so it's the way Lestrade should do it!
I can see this is going to be an exciting night. Good luck, L!
I'm fairly certain Mary would rather the evening went off without anyone being covered in egg white, and no house fires, personally.
I've never heard of flambéed Baked Alaska before. Is that really a traditional Italian variation?
L - Mycroft basically said "dumplings not found" ;-) Which is totally true. I'll make them some other day...
Just found a recipe that reminds me of your hollandaise: http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2012/02/pots-de-creme-a-lorange/
Sherlock - good luck with all that. By the way, the fire is meant to be small and decorative, not huge... ;-)
Mycroft - I wanted to make a joke about sending you stuff with attachments but sadly it won't work in English. Because in Czech we use the same word for attachment and side dishes... Anyway, is the appropriate response here RoastedDuck 201, 204 or 205?
Nameless - not sure about traditional - it's not something I've ever eaten in Italy! But you can, apparently, make it by digging out the interior of a panettone, filling it with ice cream, soaking the panettone in grand marnier, then piping meringue all over it, and finally, when cooked, flambéing it with more Grand marnier.
We won't be doing it like that.
Mycroft says he's not sure of the RoastedDuck response. But he thinks I'm nearing a 429 on the Baked Alaska, because Sherlock has pleaded so many times.
I'm having roasted duck too, you'll all be happy to know I'm sure *ahem*
I've been catching up on those last two posts, so I want to say I'm glad Mary and John are fine and you all seemed to have a much much better day than yesterday. (and good luck with the flaming meringue...)
Anon from Paris
(the capcha seem readable again ?)
Anon from Paris - I am totally happy to know that :-) The more the merrier!
Mycroft - *gigglesnort* literally. Too many requests indeed...
L - the moment I see panettone I grab it, run away with it and don't appear until I've eaten it all! Scooping it out and filling it and baking it and flabméing it? Too complicated. I love panettone as it is :-) Too bad that you can get it here only around Christmas... (No, actually it's good. I'd resemble a dirigible if it was easy to get!)
CR - yeah, I'm happy with panettone just as it is, too. But the lure of setting things on fire is strong for Sherlock. You can get panettone around here any time, but it's much easier at Christmas!
There is currently a baked alaska being blasted in the oven, and a whole load of expectant faces staring at me...
Sherlock, seriously, have you ever thought about being a movie stuntman or working in a bomb disposal or something? :-)
L - I see the fire is strong with this one. Good luck. And I'm drooling onto my keyboard now. Excuse the squelching while I type...
CR, Mycroft - Server speak! Granted, I am not a techie person, but I break (and fix) my IE quite often.... :)
Greg - Are they expecting you to put on a bit of a performance as well? Also, have you or John introduced Sherlock to Mythbusters? (Or would that be too destructive for the household?)
Sherlock - Flames and fire are all fine until someone get hurt. So let Greg handle the baked alaska while you keep all the dogs and degus away from the kitchen, all right?
I'm glad you're all leaning on each other for support
~A from NW
CR - He doesn't need encouraging!
A - Sherlock does indeed know Mythbusters. Far too well.
The baked alaska was a success. Which undoubtedly means I'll have to make it more often. And Mary went and told him about deep fried ice-cream, too, but we'll be going out and having that somewhere, not making it in our kitchen.
Greg - Of course he does... Do you think the Mythbusters' mantra about how the only safe fires and explosions are controlled ones with a million safety measures and paramedics on stand-by? (Yes, I am an eternal optimist.)
Does deep fried ice-cream have the same risks as deep fried turkeys?
~A from NW
(Why did I cut myself off mid-sentence?) "on stand-by have ingrained itself in Sherlock's brain yet?"
*desk* I shouldn't crave coffee on Saturdays....
L - in my defense: if Sherlock starts to consider these careers, he should study the requirements and work on them long-term. One does not simply walk into Mordor, similarly one does not simply wake up one day and feel that this is the day he becomes an expert in explosives or something. These guys have tons of stuff they need to know, technics, maths, chemistry... It takes quite some schooling, so Sherlock needs to pay good attention at school, even if it's boring, so he has good foundations for the future - right?
AfNW - same here. I actually went and made myself my little dainty cup full of coffee (the cup holds 0,78l and it's half past ten here)... :-)
A - you should never have to crave coffee. You should just give in and drink it!
CzechReader> Well I hope you duck was as good as mine :) (god, I love duck meat)
Congrats on the Baked Alaska ! Is it delicious enough to justify such an elaborate preparation on a repeated basis ?
Lestrade, speaking of coffee, how goes your cutting back?
Anon - It was awesome. Simply slowly roasted with few spices, fresh potatoes boiled with bunch of parsley and sour cabbage cooked with apple, onion, and cummin... Delicious! How was yours?
It really isn't much effort to make baked alaska - as long as you're not too picky about what shape it is! Just sponge base, ice cream on it, meringue on top of that!
DW - err...no comment? No, actually, not too badly. It was going better until this past week, where I've slept so badly I've fallen back into the habit - which I know isn't going to help. But I've tried to stop drinking it around lunchtime/early afternoon.
CzechReader - It was great too! Roasted with espelette pepper on it (it's a tasty but not very hot pepper), with potatoes gratin and salad (and chocolate mousse).
Anon from Paris
So, progress then, congrat! I had my first mug of coffee a couple weeks ago, following your suggestions, in desperation. Had to put lots of sugar in it, but it was drinkable. If I get addicted, I'm blaming you. ;)
Lestrade > Did you put it on fire ? :D
Anon from Paris (who's actually going to bed, good night you all !)
Greg, CR - *laughing* I only drink coffee when I need to stay awake, meaning for school, work, or internship. Anything after 3:00 pm, and I'll be up all night with trembling hands.
DW - I also throw a lot of creamer/milk into my coffee. Gov't coffee is a special brand of...muddy liquid that keeps you awake. Sometimes. ;)
~A from NW
Anon from Paris - hmmmm, sounds delicious too! We're lucky :-)
DW - As I love coffee madly (even my new hair color is called "coffee"), I will gladly share the blame with L this time, even though I think I haven't done anything recently to make you drink coffee (which I can correct, if needed). Coffee is great stuff when properly done... And by the way, have you ever met chocaccino, the unholy crossbreed of hot chocolate and cappuccino? Might be more to your taste...
(Unholy because it has both coffee and chocolate and mmmm!)
I only drink coffee if there is nothing else. Always tea for me.
Coffee gives me the jitters for hours.
Last night I got energetic enough for a lamb and garlic stirfry. Very nice but needs more garlic I think.... There is never too much garlic!
Alright, CR. You'll go on my list, too. I'm an equal-opportunity blamer. :)
Rider, that sounds really good! And I agree, never too much garlic.
No, much to Sherlock's disappointment, no fire.
CR - Chocolate/coffee mix here is called Mocha, if you ever need to order it here :) (and is unholy.)
Rider, DW - never too much garlic, provided that if you're going to attempt to get close to anyone afterward, they've eaten the same amount.
Never too much garlic. Full stop. Yes, yes, my husband is extremely tolerant :-) (By the way, remember that scene from Crocodile Dundee II? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttYdJRtmZJU)
L - thanks! This is very good to know. When you want to order coffee with milk in Basel, Switzerland, have a Shale. Mocha (or mokka) in the Czech Republic is that little kettle - I think it's called percolator...
DW - that's okay. I'm willing to do that for Frodo - eh, wrong story. For coffee. Yesss, yesss, my preciousss...
I need a very large scotch after Arsenal's performance today.
Awww, chin up Lestrade. Wasn't as bad as Wednesday! And you're still well above relegation (thank goodness for home games, eh?). :)
And I was being so good, not mentioning the football...
you were. Very good.
Right, off to bed. hopefully with lots of sleep and no late night drama. I'm so tired.
I sincerely hope everyone is happily and peacefully sleeping now, but for the morning...
Also, it means I know it's not just something that children get, despite what some people think
So very true, Mycroft--I had one just last night, myself. Not fun at all, but a way for the human brain to cope with things. And it's definitely good to have people who really understand around. (Goes for a lot of things.)
Baked Alaska and eggs Benedict in the same day, Sherlock? Mmmmmm! Did you have a chance to work on the tunnel for Argon and Mercury today at all?
How's the arm doing, John? And will you be able to tell us anything about how you worked things out? (If you can't, you can't.)
Hoping you get a solid night's sleep, L.
(I got all the compression suffixes, CR, but the best I could do with the server codes was recognize them as server/error codes... :D)
I was thinking of you today, folks, as I went on a hike that was much too ambitious and didn't keep to schedule and led to us not being done, and not even over the top of the final peak, until the twilight was fading. It got a little crazy.
And this on a day where my hiking buddy had forgotten his headlamp. And my headlamp is still in its packaging, unopened, here at home. I have _never_ exercised such bad judgement out in the mountains before: we made some bad choices, and were overly ambitious. But as the light failed, we just focused on walking slowly and carefully, on the theory that stuck on the mountain in the dark is better than stuck on the mountain in the dark and injured from falling.
Luckily, we came upon two survivalist type hikers on that very last peak, and they had not one but two spare flashlights which they lent to us. It was quite scary walking down that final muddy, icy, steep downward slope with only a little flashlight. We walked most of a mile in those conditions.
If we hadn't met those other hikers we would have had to ask one of the local police forces to come find us and get us out. As it was, we were so tired we were shaking and feeling sick by the time we got back to my place. So we took a page from your book: takeaway, meds as needed, and cuddling, eating a little at a time and drinking as much fluid as we could stand. We keep expecting it to hit us how close we came to having to phone for rescue, but it hasn't yet. I think we're too tired and we will dream about it overnight, but my hiking buddy is sleeping on my sofa and I am curled up in my bed, and we'll manage whatever comes.
I am NEVER going hiking again without the ability to build a fire or find my way out in the dark!
That sounds perfectly terrifying, AfSO--I'm so glad you and your friend are okay.
AfSO - I'm glad that your hiking trip ended on a safe note! I would have been terrified out of my wits, walking in that kind of terrain in the dark. I hope if/when the mental "what did we just do?!" hits, it won't be too bad or long-lasting.
~A from NW
AotSO - Oooh gosh I would have been terrified. I'm just glad you weren't alone, and that you two didn't get injured of course.
Mycroft, and the rest of the household : I hope you had a peaceful night. Nightmares are not good. Well, I'm guess they are good in the sense that the brain need to process things, but still. (does anyone got a tingling sensation in their legs when they wake up from a nightmare ? Like they'd fallen asleep and the blood is just rushing back in them ? Or is this just me ?)
Anon from Paris.
AofSO - I feel like I should be yelling something like "Are you mad?", but you described pretty clearly that you aren't, just made a couple of bad decisions...
Yup, not going anywhere without means to make fire - and at least a piece of tarp to hide under.
Glad you're both okay, AofSO.
You've been internet quiet today--here's hoping you are all having a lovely fun Sunday out! :)
Yeah, lovely weather here. Cold but sunny.
Gorgeous cold and sunny day in New York, too--41F (5C). Have fun! :)
It's hailing and windy and rainy and perfect here. :D. <3
I go away for the weekend and look what happens. I've been following on my phone, but couldn't comment. How's the arm, Doc? I'm glad that you did all manage to get some sleep Friday night - all cuddled up together.
L - how come your team are now fourth in the League, despite losing again?
It was sunny and gorgeous here until you posted that, DW! Now it's clouded up. Must be your fault... ;)
Weather? What weather? I haven't stepped out of the flat since Friday evening :-)
Ahhh, is there better cold weather food than a huge mound of baked potatos, cheese, butter, sour cream, coleslaw?
You are NOT helping me stick to my diet. Really, really not. Now I'm HUNGRY!!!
(Except for the coleslaw. I should concentrate on that.) (No, it's the vinegar--I'm slightly allergic.)
Just have a baked potato and beans, then!
I probably will have the baked potato, anyway. (We have leftover lentil soup, better than beans.)
But it's really not the same without all the yummy add-ons!
No, Lestrade, there isn't. Which is why I had one last night! (minus the slaw, that's not a big thing on potatoes here. Scallions, though, with butter and sour cream and cheese. MMMMM.)
Tonight is taco night, I believe. I always want cheese when I'm sick, for whatever reason, so that should fill the need nicely. I actually got out of my weekly chore of going to the store (shop) today. It's sort of nice, despite feeling like I could sleep at any moment.
I just wanted something that took nigh on zero effort to cook for lots of people.
And baked spuds...oil, salt, oven, set Sherlock and Mary up in a race to grate the most cheese (and least fingers), relax.
Maz, if you can fall asleep, SLEEP--nothing better when you're sick. Feel better soon!
I can almost smell the potatoes from here, L....mmmmmmmmm, oven-baked potatoes....
Guys, guys, there isn't better cold weather food than grilled smoked ribs with horseradish and mustard and fresh home-made sourdough bread, as far as I'm concerned... That or roasted duck ;-)
I've been meaning to ask this for a while. Why do the comments on y'all's blogs alwyas seem to stall out at 69 for a while? It's like the sound barrier or something.
Stall out?
No idea. Nothing to do with it being a very fine number indeed though.
It's a true mystery, DW.
DW - the things you notice... :-)
Yeah, about every other time I come to check the blog, there are exactly 69 comments. Hmm, odd. Where were you in 1969?
What can I say, CR? :)
Something to do with it being Nicky Hayden's moto gp number?
I was about four. Soon to embark on school. My Dad wasn't too long gone. Nicky was just old enough to get herself in lots of trouble.
*snickering quietly in the corner*
That sounds delicious...and makes me crave European-style chips. American fries are simply not up to the task...
~A from NW
Right, 1969, that would be the relevant number, mmhmm.
I was in 2nd grade, too young for Woodstock--also too young to be upset that Star Trek was canceled.
Right. Because four-year-old boys are not a lick of trouble, especially ones as intelligent and curious as I imagine you were. I have brothers; I know how that goes. :P
I don't know if it helps, but you're younger than both my mother and father. But alas, they hadn't met yet and I was just a dream on a shooting star... *sigh*
I was...yeah, I'm sure I was trouble. I don't think I ever really meant to be. Although I was a bit curious. Quite fascinated with Nicky becoming interesting at last - moving about under her own steam, talking. Not just lying about, crying.
(Don't worry, DW, I feel I should add that my gorgeous boyfriend wasn't even a twinkle in his father's eye either...)
Mmmmm, jacket spuds. Definitely good comfort food. Had a roast tonight, so lots of lovely roast potatoes. Nom nom nom.
DW - What a strange coincidence. I've certainly never come here to comment and held off from doing so because the blog was at 69 comments. *ahem*
I was less than a year old for most of 1969. I also got drunk for the first time in 1969, apparently...
(AfromNW - the capchta agrees with you)
Seriously, Nameless?! You're just gonna leave it at that?! Cruel.
Wow. In 1969 I was -13 :-D
Nameless - I have apparently similar experience: my dad was supposed to watch me, so he took me in the pram to his favorite garden restaurant. The baby girl drinking beer from the big glasses was soon the funniest part of the afternoon. Until my mom found out :-D
Nameless - That's somewhat concerning... someone wasn't paying attention to which bottle was given to which person?
Greg - Aren't all four years olds supposed to be a handful at that stage? I wouldn't necessarily characterize you as trouble...unless you were devestating adorable as a child. =)
DW - You started it! *giggling* <3
~A from NW
I'm starting to feel quite senior--you kids should give me more respect, you should!
Careful, guys. RR's gonna chase us off her lawn. Although, in NYC, not many lawns to be found, so...stoop? ;)
(Doesn't it go something like "old age, to the unlearned, is winter; to the learned, it’s harvest time"?)
A - Uh, without wanting to start some outpouring of you lot all being kind, being a handful wasn't encouraged by my Dad. Nor did he find me adorable. I got the back of his hand often enough for that to be pretty clear, even at 3 or 4.
CR - so was I.
No lawn. No chasing--I harvest my energy. :)
We find you pretty adorable now, L! (If we were on hugging terms, now is a time I would offer one.)
Lestrade, I saw someone wearing a shirt I thought you'd appreciate today.
http://rlv.zcache.com/cop_humor_tshirt-p235040321638975355q95g_325.jpg
:)
Brilliant! I'll see about buying Danger one. His birthday isn't too far away.... :)
Greg - I figured. Anyway, John needs to wear that at the next rugby match practice. ;)
ReRe - I have been told that "age is only a number." :)
~ A from NW
DW, AfNW--you misunderstand. I LIKE being senior. :)
I'm not a number, I'm a free man...
I'm not sure I'd have guessed who out of you all were particularly older/younger, really. There aren't that many pointers.
... I mean there are, occasionally. But not immediately. I don't think I'm making any sense now. Tone, attitudes, banter, social aspects, less so. Subjects, more so.
Doesn't really mean all that much anyway--I know any number of stupid older people (most of whom are convinced that they are wise because they've put in the time) and quite a few wise young people (most of whom are unjustly ignored because they lack experience). It all factors in.
I think we've had the age discussion once or twice before, but I never remember. I barely remember were people live...
Iron Maiden, eh? Nice.
(I'm not going to ask how old you thought I was because I've said how old I am more than once. ;))
DW - I was thinking more Patrick McGoohan, but I'll take Iron Maiden ;) all the same in the end!
....oh my goodness. The song came from something else! The intro makes so much sense now!
Well, looks like I've found something to explore. :)
DW - me, cruel? Never :-p
AfromNW - on the contrary, someone was paying very careful attention... A traditional "cure" for teething pain in my family was to rub a little rum on the baby's gums to act as a numbing agent. In my case, however, it wasn't working, so in desperation my Mum put a little rum in my bottle of milk. By all accounts I got rather happy and giggly :-)
CR - glad I'm not the only one it happened to :-)
Lestrade - made sense to me.
I most sincerely hope everyone is asleep now, but ...
Mycroft, I meant to ask you yesterday--when you said about nightmares that "I know it's not just something that children get, despite what some people think," it made me wonder if someone, perhaps at school, has been giving you a hard time about bad dreams? Because if so, that might be something to discuss with John and Lestrade, whether or not you feel like talking about it with us.
RR, he said some other kids had been picked on a bit for it, but he hasn't had any and is fine. It's good he gets on well with his room mate, to minimize risk of anyone else finding out even if he did have a bad dream.
I have to admit I am much relieved. Although it's sad that he undoubtedly has to figure on the need to hide something so normal (however unpleasant).
I hope you aren't awake because of a bad dream yourself.
Not really bad. Recurring. I generally dream I'm trapped in not very nice places. And then wake up - especially now - and wonder why. In the past it's been easier to understand.
I don't pretend to be a dream expert, but it's been my (uncomfortable) experience that recurring dreams don't stop when the original stimulus for them stops. My personal theory is that some ideas/feelings dig nice little paths for themselves in my brain, so it just keeps traveling a familiar route. I don't know how accurate a representation that is, but it does make me feel better to tell myself that when a years out of date terror pops up yet again.
At least its an easier one to refute when awake?
Yeah, like I said, it's not really bad, I just tend to wake up from them - or remain trapped. And then can never help but think about it.
Small Hobit - yay! Any special plans for this year?
Nameless - Heh, it's funny :-D
Mycroft - everybody has something. Somebody has nightmares, others have allergies, phobias, what have you. And kids are cruel and tend to attack any differences, if they are not taught otherwise (I had been picked on because my mom is Russian and the Czech Republic is a post-communistic country and some people tend to think that all Russians are communists). I'm not telling you to try and fit in - it never worked for me. Just try not to feel bad about it and better find the group that fits you, if that makes sense.
Hope you managed to get to sleep again L, at least for a bit. I assume you're working today.
I dreamt that I was staying somewhere and had missed breakfast again. I was absolutely furious. Goodness knows what that says about me.
And I too am not a number but a free man.
And finally, time for my traditional "Happy Monday" to you all, hoping you have a good week.
Sorry to hear you didn't get much sleep last night, Lestrade. I got about four hours last night, and thus feel a bit crap, but it was mostly my own fault, no bad dreams in sight thankfully.
Any big half-term plans this week?
Yeah, I got back to sleep. Wasn't too bad. About 4 hours too.
I'm working today, off tomorrow, working weds, thurs, nights Fri and Sat. So hopefully lots of time with the boys.
I just tend to wake up from them - or remain trapped. And then can never help but think about it
Yeah, I understand that. Kind of like if you dream of being alone in an area filling with water, and then wake up alone with it pouring rain, you're not going to get shake that right away. Hypothetically.
CR, another thing to add to oh Universal Things List to go with bureaucrat-ese, love, math(s): mean kids.
DW - so we've started the list? Okay... How about Mom's Timing? Is that universal as well? You know, knocking on the door or calling on the phone the moment you need/want it the least, especially when there's some ...etc. going on or about to start.
Hope you're okay, DW. That sounds nasty. I am lucky to have someone lovely to wake up to.
Danger, if you lot aren't out having too much fun without me to read this, i might be late home. Copped a job going to talk to a lag in HMP Lewes.
I'm good. The sun is shining, it's nice and cold outside, and it's a federal holiday, so I have the day off! :D
Copped a job going to talk to a lag in HMP Lewes.
Look! A previously heretofore unseen dialect of Lestradese. :)
Ah.
I've been told I have to go and talk to a prisoner in Lewis prison.
Better?
Heh heh. I did understand "copped a job", and from context in a book I read once I had the idea that "lag" meant "career criminal" (apparently not quite right, but good enough to be going on with). Lewes I thought was a town, and I had no idea about HMP, but now I'm guessing Her Majesty's Prison?
Thanks for the translation, L--and thanks for asking, DW!
I had figured it out, just needed a mug of tea. :)
Always happy to be of service, RR.
Yeah, old lag tends to mean career criminal.
Lewes is a town, all our prisons are named after their location.
My boyfriend is clearly having way too much fun with Mary and the boys to respond. Not that I'm jealous. Much.
They're having fun, I was getting a post up. :P
Well I hope you're having fun too! Not moping in a corner. They're not picking on you, are they?
Nah, they're just making caramel brownies and talking about...computer things. Well, Mycroft and Mary are. Sherlock's trying to eat all the chocolate bits without them noticing.
I know better than to assume every word meaning I've got from context is correct, but I do anyway. Definitely glad to have confirmation! And I didn't know that about UK prisons. I wonder if that's universally true in the US, too? *wanders off to do some research, talking to herself*
All the Federal and military ones are, at least, RR. Think Sing Sing, Alcatraz, Terra Haute, Florence, Leavenworth...
Well, the ones I could think of offhand are, DW. I just wonder if they all are.
As a graduate of the "Where the hell do I put this deployed murderous Airman" School of Federal Justice, I can safely say all the 115 or so are. At least officially.
I know our prison systems are very different, but naming them after places just seems sensible.
I'd far rather be at the Scrubs than down here though.
Why's that?
Because then I'd be ten mins from home, not an hour and a half :)
Our prison system is a horrible mish-mash. Some have even been privatized, which seems to me the worst of all terrible ideas. I don't know where people get the idea that you save money by inserting a layer of profit.
Yeah, we have some privatised prisons here.
Danger, will probably leave in the next half hour or so. Should be home by 9 ish
they're just making caramel brownies Yay! Though, wouldn't you know it, as soon as I'd posted that recipe for you, I stopped being able to find the right caramels to make a batch myself!
Yeah, privatized prisons bother me in a sort of Terry Pratchett way - what do they get paid to do, exactly? Reform/rehabilitate people? Just hold people? Are they paid per person and if so, what are the incentives for getting people out? Who monitors the prisons and for what? Anyway...
Sounds like some good food!
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