Slinky Sunday sounds…
Friday’s lunch… exquisite trad food from the Basque country, including 12-year-old Portuguese beef (look away now Sled!). I was invited a bit last minute, but I’m glad I went because I met some very interesting people and basically had a great time. This was part of a promotion by Sagardi, who have just opened a bar and restaurant in the new Hotel Palacio Pinello. I’ll be back soon to check out the pintxos.
This has been on my mind for some time. Actually for quite a long while, ever since they released the iPhone 6 last year. But by the time I started seriously thinking about upgrading (this past spring) a client told me to wait until they released the iPhone 6S in September. Which actually ended up being in October, but whatever.
It was released. I looked. I wanted. I bought it today. Hello Pippin IV! My lovely Pippin III now looks rather chubby and clumsy in comparison. And there really wasn’t anything wrong with III, but I was keen to get a larger screen and also that sexy camera everyone has been talking about. Plus I’m sure there are other options that I will discover I can’t live without. So yeah. My brand new iPhone. I’m already in love…
Today I had to go see my new oncologist. Which wasn’t nerve-wracking as I had already got the ALL CLEAR good news results just after my most recent PET scan a couple of weeks ago. Some of you may recall that a few years ago my then oncologist totally misread my results and told me I only had a year to live. The asshat hadn’t even seen the biopsy report, she just handed out a death sentence. After that I started seeing the sub-director of Oncology, and that was great. I could talk to her, she got things done, and all tests went smoothly. Until she got cancer!
And so last year I was told that after this year’s PET scan I would be transferred back to my original oncology group. Well, okay. Except I walked into the office this afternoon and I swear there were two 14-year-olds sitting there. And their idea was that I should have a CT scan in 6 months and, if that went well, I would continue with annual CT scans. WTF? I told them that last year (after reaching the five year cancer free point) I’d been told I would be having PET-CT scans anually, and they said “BY WHO?”… honestly, they couldn’t have been more unprofessional (caught one of them giggling at me as I was getting up to leave). Anyhow, we have left it that they would get in touch with Nuclear Medicine and sort out the next step of my future scans. Meanwhile, I’d rather be getting the PET-CT scans, wouldn’t you?
Perfect Saturday afternoon… chilled fino, hot buttered popcorn and this amazing film. I’d heard so much about it (including mixed reviews) but I absolutely loved it. Especially as it mirrored my own experience after visiting over a dozen different bodegas and getting more than a dozen different answers to my question “so, what’s the difference between an amontillado and a palo cortado?”. Also great to see so many people that I know. Check it out if you can.
As much as I enjoy the ease of getting up and dressed on summer mornings, slipping out of a loose nightdress and into a light cotton house dress, there’s something nice about snuggling up under a quilt (with cats). Also, I REALLY love this quilt. This is still pre-duvet weather, which means I am still in sandals (yay!) and comfy in a light t-shirt and yoga pants at home. But soon I’ll be all bundled up inside, like a good Sevillana.
What’s the weather doing where you are?