Here she seems to be doing her best Dean Martin impersonation.
That one made me grin and grin.
I seem to be having a day again. I feel guilty about it, because it's all just duck nibbles.
Today I have:
- woken up too early to take Paul to work.
- managed to rip my new diaper cover while cleaning it.
- got stuck in traffic on my way up to the comic book store to pick up a prize I won but cannot use.
- as a result, ran late getting to my mother's so that we could attempt to go do something.
- got stuck in even worse traffic on the way to something, causing us to get there and realize we wouldn't make it to the event we were going for.
- been stuck in a car for way too long with my mother driving, a cranky baby, and a growling stomach.
- realized that after gas and minimal groceries, half the week's budget is already gone.
- had the grocery bag rip on me as I was taking it out of the car.
On the plus side, my neighbors appear to have a chicken, which I discovered when I looked up to see it strolling casually through my lawn.
On the plus side, my neighbors appear to have a chicken, which I discovered when I looked up to see it strolling casually through my lawn.
I'm planning to go to Daylesford with AS over the Melbourne Cup long weekend. The front-running B&B for our custom has ducks, geese and chooks roaming around the grounds. Not quite as cool as the Coffs Harbour resort that was home to a colony of eastern sea dragons, but a definite plus nonetheless.
I ha a friend who had a pet chicken. It acted as a watchdog. Watchchicken. It was a rooster, but it never crowed, that I heard.
Covered in bubbles!!
SO FREAKIN' CUTE! I am ded.
Cutiehead baby!!
Good to read the news Cashmere.
{{Susan}}
I'm tired. Was up early and did house stuff including clipping the dog. Went to Miami and had a nice visit with Alibelle. We were too late for the thing at UM so we shopped and ate and stuff. Then went to aunt's house where MIL is doing her post surgery recovery. Made people food and banana splits. Home now.
Bed soon.
Know what doesn't suck?
Being at the farmers market, buying some butter from ronnybrook, mentioning that my friend is jealous of my access to their creme fraiche, the dairy lady tossing some into my bag gratis, walking three tables over and buying some killer peaches, slicing the peaches into a bowl with some balsamic vingegar, and then (just now) dipping peach slices into creme fraiche to my heart's content.
THAT doesn't suck.
I chopped another peach into tiny pieces and put it in the freezer. Tomorrow I am going to make sugar free chocolate ice cream in my little one-quart ice cream maker with schaffen bergen chocolate and some killer cream and milk from the dairy. At the end-stage of the freezing I'm going to put in the little chunks of peach.
I think these facts should make up for the splenda.
