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Tuesday, Sept. 22, 2009 - 8:01 a.m.
All day yesterday I was moving as if through sludge. I'm not bipolar by any stretch of the imagination, but I do have these days where I'm overwhelmed with creative energy, and usually shortly thereafter I'm immobilized with lethargy for some period of time. Well, it wasn't lethargy yesterday-- I made some good headway organizing the study. But my creative juices had definitely dried up.
I told this story on Facebook, but I will tell it again here: I was fixin to make some broccoli for dinner (not to be confused with fixin some broccoli-- I hadn't gotten that far yet, I was merely fixin to fix), a small stalk (this was organic broccoli, as you will shortly see, and so it wasn't one of those dense supermarket broccoli heads), and found a caterpillar. A big, fat, green caterpillar. And then another. And then another. And on and on. 7 in all. I went outside and put them on the rail near the birdfeeder, came back in and continued rinsing, giving it the close inspection for any I'd missed. Then I noticed the aphids, clustered around the actual florets. They wouldn't wash off for anything, were too small to pick off by hand, and they blended in really well, so I said to hell with it and threw the whole shebang into the compost. So sad. I really should eat more broccoli. But my irrational aversion to eating bugs has gotten in the way of my overall nutrition once again.
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