I do soooo much mischief that sometimes I can’t keep track of it all and I fall behind in writing about it. No rest for the wicked! And sometimes it’s the little, not-especially-mischiefy things in life I don’t get down on paper. Or electrons. Whatever.
ANYWAY. This is by way of being a catch-up. None of this is recent, but it made Sigyn smile, so it’s important.
The human male came home one day with some enormous zinnias (plus some thistles) that someone at church gave him.
There was a red one AND a yellow one, so Sigyn was extra excited.
That right there is some pretty decent camouflage.
And one day, somewhat after the traditional equinoctial celebration, the human male came home from the oriental market with the biggest, last-chance-for-this-year mooncake Sigyn and I had ever seen.
It was enormous.
Could Sigyn and the human female eat it in one go? They were certainly willing to try.
(poke, poke poke.) The wrapper said it was filled with lotus seed paste. But I didn’t trust it, because I know that often there are other things hidden inside.
The human female, pretending she wasn’t going to eat all of it, cut herself a slice. (She wasn’t fooling anyone.)
See?! I knew there was something else lurking inside! Vindication! People really should learn to listen to me.
But what was the orange stuff? The human female took a bite and said she thought it tasted like egg yolks. Sure enough, she did a little looking online and learned that mooncakes are often filled with salted duck egg yolk. She and Sigyn didn’t care for it much and didn’t eat it, but they ate the cake and the lotus seed paste, all the while reading about Mooncakes and What Goes In Them. Apparently, the really fancy ones have two egg yolks inside.
Then the human female read how many calories are in one of these things, put her fork down, and turned a funny color. She and Sigyn by this point had eaten most of it between the two of them, so they shamefacedly put the rest in the cold box to save for another day. Sigyn, of course, doesn’t need to worry about her figure, but the human female is a different story. She consoled herself by thinking that since they didn’t eat the egg yolk and saved a bit for later, it was probably only million calories instead of a million and a half.
The only person who believes her lies is her, but then, she’s extra-gullible.
Anyway, we had two fall treats, one colorful and one sweet. Which brings to mind the ancient Chinese saying,