Forgetting and a card trick

I have been having short-term and long-term memory problems lately.  I suspect this has something to do with peri-menopause, but it might be a B-12 deficiency or something else.  I mean to get my bloodwork done at my next doctors appointment.

DC1 is really into card tricks right now (after a week of “magician camp”), and all my life I’ve only known one card trick.

Or I used to know one card trick that I learned as a small child.  It suddenly occurred to me that I could not remember it for the life of me.  For a week I tried and tried to remember hopelessly shuffling DC1’s card deck.  I searched all over the internet looking up the term “cut the deck” and “card trick” and “bottom to top.”  Finally, after 2 days of B-12 supplements it came to me while I was trying to get to sleep.  I raided DC1’s room for hir deck and forced a sleepy-eyed DH to play the role of audience member.

Here it is in case I ever forget it again.

Optional:  Ask the person to cut the deck and restack.

Glance at the bottom card.  Do one of those fake shuffles that ends up with the bottom card as the top card.

Ask the person to cut the deck.

Pick up the one that wasn’t the top card without showing it to the person and say, “This is the [top card].”  Then glance at it and pick up the other card that was the top card and say, “This is the [other card].”  Then show both cards.

(And now I’m going back to sleep.)

Update on missing check

Yeah, I know this should probably wait for a Monday, but we’re a bit light on posts (in fact, if there isn’t one tomorrow, we’re ok, we’re just busy)…

Anyhow, emailed the landlord and zie said that yeah, zie had gotten the missing February check but had then lost it.  So I guess we’re going to write a new check and subtract out the $15 check cancellation fee (as the landlord suggested).  I wonder what would have happened if we’d never said anything.  (Though to be completely fair, this person is probably still coping with hir partner’s death.)

when are we sympathetic to complaining

Disclaimer:  This post is NOT talking about complaining about tragedies or things like chronic illness, death, etc.  If you are in pain, or you’ve lost a loved one, or have experienced trauma or been harassed, etc. we will always be sympathetic.  This is more about trivial complaints or complaints that are less trivial but are still more in the annoyance spectrum– things you could probably change but have chosen not to for whatever reason.  You know, like me complaining that democrats don’t even show up on the ballot and we have to drive a couple hours to get to Whole Foods when we could, in theory, quit our jobs and move across country to Paradise.

We are sympathetic to (or at least not irritated by) complaining

1. that isn’t chronic (because chronic complaining gets boring) and

2. that doesn’t seem entitled (I guess because entitled complaining makes me feel like I deserve more too but I’m not going to get it so that makes me irritated and I’d rather feel like I have agency)

3.  that is entertaining or funny (but not repetitive I hate Mondays that is trying to be funny but isn’t)

4.  that is about the weather (because we’re from the midwest and find it soothing)

What kind of (non-tragic) complaining are you sympathetic to?  What kind irritates you?

Menagerie Tree

Happy twelfth night!

I like animals on the Christmas tree.  Here’s what I have right now:



2 cat ones


red Christmas pig

12 days of Christmas painted with numbers of animals




hippopotamus named Henrietta

lizard from Mexico




possibly some other ones….


Do your decorations have a theme?

It’s beginning to look a lot like Link Love

Now that song is in your head.  You’re welcome.

Speaking of songs, I still think this is funny (I amuse myself).


This is my favorite thing this week: Cats destroying the patriarchy.  #23 is my favorite.

A lot of money on clothes (our minds boggle).  Speaking of which, OMG this is half-price and we both want it so hard. In polka-dot red!

This week #2 learned a new thing about statistics (part 1, part 2).  Yay, statistics.  Meanwhile, she had to re-explain this topic to #1, because I had got the basic idea (I could tell that someone was DOING IT RONG and I was mad at them) but I kept getting the denominators wrong.  Erf.  Math!  Important.  (I swear I can science.  Really I can.)

Trumpington.  Go home, stupid-hair man, you’re drunk.

And to prove that #2 can’t stop sending me HuffPo articles, this.

A good man in a tragic situation.

Oh goody, more white men being terrorists.

If you get bored, go learn about bats or some stuff.

We might just have the spirit of Christmas in our hearts.

Books make great gifts (watch carefully when he says “although not impossible”):

(This video displays excellent taste in books; you could do worse than to follow John’s suggestions!)

Ask the grumpies: Favorite spring flower?

Rented life asks:

[What’s your] favorite spring flower?

#1 loves daffodils pushing up through the muddy snow.  Crocuses come second.  (Her favorite flower though is the hydrangea.)

#2 says, for spring, I think I’ll pick iris.

 Grumpy nation, bring us some spring cheer as we head into fall/winter.  What’s your favorite spring flower?

Would you rather


a dog that will not stop barking all night (whether inside or out, though if outside the neighbors will call the police ~10pm)


a cat that occasionally pees on things that are not hir litterbox (for example, your bedspread or the couch)?

Why?  (Answers do not need to be in Haiku.)