Yay for Emmett's day. I'm sorry he's seeing so much of life (the bad) so young. But on the other hand I think he's seeing a great deal of life (the good) young as well.

Oh, man, I'm jealous. I've been whimpering over that cream puff place for a while now.

My spectacular day: Um. I got rid of a metric assload of work and my desk is kind of sort of clean now. However, I still have two absurdly overdue projects not even touched, let alone started, much less done. Why am I like this?

Must be the lack of cream puffs.

I just had a hootenanny pancake. It was awesome. And very Buffy/Buffista-like. I feel the need to make one (or 20) for brunch sometime.

I don't even know what that is and I want (you to make us) some.

It's fanfuckingtastic. It's a family recipe of my SIL's. It reminds me of an apple pancake, but without the apple and SO yummy.

Oooh, that sounds like it might be like the german pancake we have for xmas breakfast every year. It's in the cookbook. I think.

Oh, I bet it is. I'll have to look at that when I get home.

Owen was in the backyard by the fence and got eaten alive by mosquitos because I forgot to put insect repellent on him. I sprayed the yard last night but I suspect that here is some standing water in our trash cans that has created the mosquito problem in the back corner.

I'm going to go to Lowe's tomorrow and get a fogger for that corner.

Poor kid welts up like I do--which is to say A LOT. I gave him some liquid Benedryl.

Up until the last two weeks, we'd had a dry summer and few bitey bugs. But since it's been rainy and humid, it's like Malaria Central.

Sigh. I've managed to lock myself out of the house. Drew is on an airplane. My landlady isn't answering her cell phone. Oh, and did I mention I'd just got home from a grocery run, and $90 worth of groceries are sitting next to me, slowly spoiling in the 97 degree heat? I really am a moron sometimes.

Oh, ugh. How frustrating, Kristin. I hope you get ahold of someone soon.