So I'm in my basement with 2 pissed off cats in carriers because tornado warnings going bonkers on my phone. And two neighbors called. For literally neighborhoods just north of me. Probably overkill, but um, never this close before and there was a really scary wind sound. Not tornado, but...

Loki is PISSED. Good grief.

Ok, back upstairs. Saw a bolt hit within a couple blocks,yikes!

Glad your safe, sarameg! Has Loki calmed down, yet?

The verdict is in and that cake is fucking awesome. It's going into my stack of favorite recipes ever.

All I've managed to do today around sleeping late and naps is pick up veggies at the farmer's market and put a load of shirts in the wash. Well, and go pick up lunch, but as they gave me the wrong personal pizza and I got only one kind of cheese that I had to pick pepperoni out of, I can't count that as anything actually accomplished.

He was pissed until released from the carrier. I'm pretty much going to die chasing him down, because he was all amped by that then thrown into a carrier? Yeah, no. I think Pumpkin felt my urgency, she was calmer than normal and just occasionally meeping.

You all convinced me to buy that dress.

\\O/

I did, in fact, sleep in mine last night. The only problem for me is the openness at the bosom and the way I am built leads to the general impression being, "Hello, here is an anatomical drawing of my sternum."

(cardamom, I love cardamom.)

Me, too. I made Pulla [link] last night, and it is delicious this morning with my coffee.

I made a peach pie for Father's Day and it is in the oven now. Hopefully there is enough tapioca in it that it will not turn out to be peach soup, as I have produced in the past.