May 25, 2012
It is indicative of the kind of week it’s been that I found this post in my drafts folder, where it had been waiting since Sunday evening for me to upload photos. So, without further ado, but with photos, here ’tis.
I am pleased to report the grill has survived the move. It works.
I have, unfortunately, lost the wire brush with which it gets cleaned, which will necessitate a run to Lowe’s to replace. And I burned a couple of bucks worth of squash via forgetting about them over too-high heat on the grill. But dinner was most excellent, nevertheless.
Child C and I have also run, by my count, nine loads of laundry today. A load of mine, two loads of NS’s, two loads of towels, four loads of hers. And I have another load of towels left, including towels I do not recognize. If you and y’mama ‘n ‘em have lost any towels, come on over and look.
Because it was going to be a busy day, I commenced with a good breakfast, with Child C, who had showed up on my doorstep about 10 a.m. with laundry. And, I hasten to add, I am happy to provide laundry amenities in order to get to spend a lazy Sunday with my baby girl.
May 19, 2012
By my calculation, this week has been approximately 17 days long.
And I think it’s been at least eight days since I came back from Atlanta this past Wednesday. The 20-hour day on Thursday might have had something to do with that.
Don’t ever take a 6:05 a.m. flight out of Atlanta. Because those SOBs at Hartsfield do not start selling coffee until 6 a.m., at which time you are in your seat, phone turned off, pushing back from the gate. Never again.
It took me two double-shot lattes in Houston before I got over that.
April 9, 2012
I had enough of the kitchen unpacked that I thought I could cook breakfast, at least.
I had duck eggs. I wanted bacon and eggs, badly. OK, I can do that.
I wanted something starchy. It wasn’t a potato. It wasn’t grits. OK, I’ll make some gluten-free muffins. And just to keep NS happy, I’ll make him some muffins too.