Just A Little Foodporn

For your viewing pleasure.

I drove up to the city for lunch with My bestie today. We decided Panera sounded good.

I don't take a lot of selfies, but I look too damn fine today to miss this opportunity.

Red matte lip to match My blouse

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I Learned A Thing - ASMR (Part 2)

A couple of days ago I blogged about how I learned that ASMR is a thing. Yesterday, while I was having My usual girls' night out with My best friend, I told her what I'd learned. As luck would have it, she has ASMR triggers too. Apparently, one of her other friends is highly susceptible to ASMR and has been trying to get her to check it out for years but she never made the connection until now.

I watched a couple of ASMR videos with her to see which ones she liked best. So far, I still haven't experienced the tingling sensation she described, but I know that I like the tapping of typing on a computer keyboard (not to be confused with the sound of a typewriter), scratching of a very sharp pencil or calligraphy pen writing or drawing on paper, and paper crinkling as long as it's done slow. Speed seems to be an issue for Me on the crinkling. If it's too fast, I find it annoying.

I may not have found any sounds that give Me ASMR, but I've definitely found "anti-ASMR" triggers. Unfortunately, one of the most popular ASMR triggers is whispering and that is My anti-trigger. Whispering or very soft-spoken ASMR videos grate on my nerves and make Me want to stab something. From my research I think the phenomenon is called misophonia although I don't think it's disruptive enough to qualify as a disorder in my case.

At any rate, I've decided I'm definitely going to start experimenting with making ASMR videos for My BFF. I'll post some of them here so you can check them out.

30 Day Photo Challenge - Day 15

Close up

My BFF and I went down to the pool at her apartment complex. On the way back to her place, I found a polyphemus moth resting on the grass in front of the sidewalk leading from the pool to the office. Since it was full daylight, the moth was very sluggish. I was able to get close enough to take a picture. (My hand is next to the moth to provide color contrast and for scale; I'm not actually touching it.)

Isn't it gorgeous?

30 Day Photo Challenge - Day 8

Someone I love

This is My best friend, S. She's the sister of My heart and I love her to pieces. 

Erin Go Bragh

Happy St. Paddy's Day!

I hope all of you stayed warm, safe, and had a fun time. It was pretty chilly where I live, but I managed to get out of the house for a bit with my BFF, S. If you've been reading My blog, you'll remember her cat died recently. I took her to lunch at one of her favorite restaurants to cheer her up. 

Oh, look...pictures!

Started with salad

Added a sandwich and stuffed baked potato...told you I like to eat!

Apparently, I have a Thing about restaurants with aquariums. What's up with that?

Windy enough I didn't bother trying to do My hair.

At least I got her to smile. Mission accomplished!

R.I.P. Jack

I'm taking a day off from My regular schedule to help my BFF, S. Her cat, Jack, crossed the Rainbow Bridge late last night. It was a sudden loss, and she has another cat, so we had to take Jack-Jack to the vet for a necropsy to make sure it wasn't something contagious.

Jack was originally a feral cat who decided to adopt S.'s former roommate, M. When M. moved to Arizona to help care for his elderly grandmother, he left Jack with S. Jack was always a skittish kitty, thanks to his hard-knock life on the streets. But with S. he finally started to relax and be a sweet and affectionate pet.

S. and I met and became friends a little over a year ago. She'd had Jack for a couple of years and his penchant for hiding under furniture or in the kitchen cupboard was just a personality quirk she'd come to accept. Until she went out of town for a week and asked Me to look after her pets while she was away.

Within that week, Jack decided I was his human, thank you very much. When I came over to visit, he would often greet Me almost as soon as I was in the door. If I spent the night at S.'s house, he liked to sleep with Me at the foot of the guest bed. He never - and I mean never - sat on anyone's lap. Except Mine.

So, yeah, Jack and I bonded and I'm very sad to see him leave this world. But the vet said he died of natural causes, most likely a heart attack. Jack was a senior kitty. The vet estimated he was around 12 years old. So his death isn't entirely unexpected, it just came as a surprise since he'd been fine and playful earlier in the day.

Goodbye, Jack-Jack. You were a good boy and you will be missed. Catch you on the flip side, Mr. Fuzzybutt. I'll have plenty of scritches for you when we meet again. <3