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.

Mmm, tea-flavored cookies.

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.

Whoa.

Now I want cookies. Dinner first though

Whoa.

Yeah, I totally repressed the packrat story because rats freak me out enough as is. Rats with a plan? Even freakier!

Found a matcha tea macaron recipe that *may* be accessible to me, but seems like mid-level baking. I may not have the chops.

And in other dessert news, I discovered a new product called Tillamookies at my local market. They had the vanilla bean. Warning: they are really good.

Recipes that involve tutorials can be a bit much.

I like the look of those Tillamookies. The ice cream/gelato to cookie ratio is very appealing.

While the obvious HUGE good thing is that Tim's lung is nicely re-inflated and staying that way, he's got some blisters at the edge of the Tegaderm over the incision site, and the doctor said to leave it on for 48 hours, and Tim is a stickler for following rules. So I took nail scissors and tried to cut a margin of the Tegaderm away from the blisters. It also looks like one of his piercings might be infected.

And compared to a collapsed lung, those are minor, but still. Those are literally adding insult to injury.

Ow, blisters under the Tegaderm? Is he allergic to it, or is it rubbing him wrong, or what?

I am freaked out. I did not know pack rats were actual rats. That collected things. I do not want to know that.

Also, my neighbors came by this afternoon and claimed they've seen crackheads smoking by our garages, and suggested we get a motion detector sprinkler. Um....

I totes want some tillamookies. Mmmm. Also good: those gelato sandwich bars--the key lime with graham cracker is delicious.

Crackheads by the garage is NOT ON, meara. Yeesh.

Recipes that involve tutorials can be a bit much.

Hence my hesitation