{"id":14275,"date":"2018-05-12T14:24:31","date_gmt":"2018-05-12T18:24:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=14275"},"modified":"2018-05-12T16:49:08","modified_gmt":"2018-05-12T20:49:08","slug":"yesterday-today","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=14275","title":{"rendered":"Yesterday &#038; Today"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li>Yesterday I was convinced that I would find my first tick of the season, and I did. Maybe I&#8217;d had that same thought every day since spring began, but this time I was right. It was a relief, in a way, to finally see one. Now ticks are not scary phantoms but real problems that can be dealt with. Alas for the tick, I couldn&#8217;t just let it go, because then it&#8217;d bite someone or something else. So I squashed it with a rock on the driveway. I don&#8217;t like to kill anything, ticks included, but I have to admit to a certain amount of satisfaction in having made sure that it will never bite again.<\/li>\n<li>The kids are excited about the Mother&#8217;s Day gifts that they made at school earlier this week. Marshall was hiding his behind other things when he got off the bus yesterday. After he got inside, he hid the gift in his father&#8217;s office, and now I&#8217;m not allowed to go in there. Livia wanted to give me her gift early. She complained about having to wait, but I held firm&#8212;no gifts until Sunday!<\/li>\n<li>Last night, I sliced off the very tip of my left middle finger while halving a dinner roll. That&#8217;s the downside of having a really sharp bread knife, I guess. Now I&#8217;ve got a Band-Aid on the end of my finger. It causes me to hold that finger separate from the rest. I&#8217;ve been inadvertently giving my husband and kids the finger all day!<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I was convinced that I would find my first tick of the season, and I did. Maybe I&#8217;d had that same thought every day since spring began, but this time I was right. It was a relief, in a &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=14275\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[564,566,565],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14275"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14275"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14275\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14292,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14275\/revisions\/14292"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14275"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14275"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14275"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}