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I seem to be catching a cold and it seems to have moved into my chest. So at least my voice sounds kind of sexy. (normally I sound like I am fourteen years old or something) The downside is I am contemplating whether to stay home from a march I want to attend. I have to approach this from a responsible Mother point of view. I go out and make my cold much worse and then pass it on to Mr. Jenner, Senor Onion and my sister and random people. Of course I could pass it along to members of my family even if I stayed home but I would be less inclined toward getting random people unwell.
I will think on this. Maybe I will just do some of the march and then go home and lay in bed.
So many choices.

I made a rather terrific soup last night. There was not one drop left, it was that well-liked. Easy audience let me tell you. I need to come up with something for tonight. I think it might be brown stew. It won't require much work and it will make for happy campers.

And now for some Senor Onion time.

( Senor Onion with a cookie )

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As we took Senor Onion out for his first protest march we ran into amai_unmei. If you hang out on the streets of Seattle long enough you run into LJ people. It is a fact. At least in Seattle. Or you at least see that one person who was in that one video where it turned out they had a penis. popcultureicon knows what I am talking about.
But I digress.
It was a gorgeous day out, had a nice walk downtown and saw lots of nifty people. Plus omg there were cute puppies and stuff. And people too. Lots of families. All kinds of families. My sister took pictures so hopefully we can upload them soon.
It was just so cheerful.

AND at the 801 apartments there was a woman standing on her balcony absolutely naked and smoking. My sister described it as, "very French." Everyone cheered when they saw her.
Seattle: We are fond of naked people on their balconies.

Anyways, I am making brown stew for dinner and now Senor Onion is pretending that he is cooking. He has some of my pans and he keeps moving crayons from one pan to another with great urgency.