Everybody seems happy with the blobby meringue cookies. Hooray!

I am with Connie. I'd love a piano in my office. Being that I work from home 95% of the time, I don't think local management will fund the expense.

-t, I'd love blobby meringue cookies. I need to get brave and try cooking my own.

I have absolutely NO clue where the birdseed and large amounts of fluff - like a pillow worth of fluff - could have come from. I KNOW they weren't there when we moved from CA to CO. If they were there for the move from the old old apartment to the old apartment, how did they not get discovered when the movers tipped that portion of the cabinet. And even if, IF, they appears in CO, when? how? why?

I can't even be embarassed by the dead mice, cause that was like the perfect mouse lure - bedding and food, one stop shopping. I'm just utterly gobsmacked by the seed and fluff.

Timelies all!

Nearly forgot my younger nephew's birthday.(It's early next week, and I wouldn't have remembered if my parents hadn't mentioned it.) I know what errands I need to do tomorrow after work.

I read the recipe for meringue cookies and was tempted by the simplicity--till I read the assembly instructions. Way too much fiddly work even for that level of scrumptiousness. So I shall go to the gourmet grocery tomorrow and see if they have any. There's a Trader Joe's in Salt Lake, and they apparently have some, but I cannot justify a 50-mile drive just for cookies.

I just hit up our TJ's for meringues. Nom! Also grabbed some Kona cookies - has anyone tried these?

The ones I made were not fiddly to assemble, Connie. Scoop onto cookie sheet and bake.

I think the theory that the mice moved into their lovely drawer home when the china cabinet was in the garage, and they made themselves at home by importing mass quantities of food and bedding is entirely possible. Was there anything with a pillow stored in the garage? The fluff may come from there or it all may be from a neighboring garage.

When we lived in the country, we were plagued by packrats. When we finally found their nest, it had in it several pounds of pecans (we had pecan trees); a slipper taken from next to my bed; four washcloths; several rags; and a large amount of fluff extracted from underneath a sofa pillow. They were to source of many unpleasant surprises. I have never quite gotten over the slipper.

I went back and looked at my cousin's FB post -the mice moved more like 6 cups so less than I was thinking but managed to get it hidden away in a pull out couch.

I'm thinking maybe some mysterious person put the birdseed there or maybe the mice enlisted a squirrel or army of chipmunks to help (chipmunks can store a lot in their pouches).

Sort of like Aeslin mice getting other creatures to do their bidding. HAIL! only the mice were dead - oh ! Those mice invaded and the Aeslin mice moved on. HAIL!

Just crazycakes. It all had to have happened in the most recent apartment. Just a mass amount for them to have collected in a year. No clue where they sourced either item.

In other apartment news, the apartment is cleaned and cleared of everything except one bookcase some friends want but can't pick up for a few more days. Plus a bike and metal bed frame that somehow missed the initial move and now I need to find a way to move. I have until the 14th to turn over keys, so that is fine.

After reading about -t's meringues this morning I found myself idly contemplating the potential deliciousness of matcha tea macarons. I should try to find a recipe.