I do not need to eat these cookies I just baked.

I will, though.

MMMMMMmmm.... cookies. I make make some of these so I don't have to turn the oven on and so I will have some for later. [link] I made them a week ago and they were okay, but not great. The problem was that I used whole flax seeds so the texture was not great.

Did a little more lying in the hammock and a little yard work, and a little visiting with neighbors, so that was nice. Family friends invited us over for dinner, which is nice, but I don't actually want to go! Ah well.

Everyone wants to be wanted, even if going seems too hard (as it would to me, because I am lazy).

Grace is at her lego robotics team.

I want a Lego robotics team. I didn't get that until I was 16.

Lego league is the best.

I, for some reason, assume that celery will not freeze well. Haven't tried it, but in my imagination the high water content will make frozen celery mushy rather than crisp. Which is fine if they are already cooked, or going to be cooked.

Anyway, made 8 jars of salad and used up all my celery and lettuce (and carrots, but I didn't have near as much of that hanging over me). Then I went back to Trader Joe's (kicking myself the whole time for not even looking at my shopping list yesterday) to get what I need for breakfast custards and impulse bought rather a lot. Not perishable stuff, though, so it can just sit in the cupboard until I feel like eating it.

I hate celery.

Legos are awesome.

I am unaccountably tired.

Haven't ever frozen any but suspect it would freeze well.

It screws with the texture and let's it break down much more easily. So it's fantastic when I admit mire poix should be used when making soup because I can blend it and obliterate most sense of 'celery' for me.

I always repress that fact. I think I've been trying to function under so much stress for so long that I don't want to know what kind of toll it might be taking on my body.

I'm back to repressing it. Because Life goes on and so it's not like the stress stayed gone. But for about ten minutes, it was very clear. Because the week-long migraine eased and my aching shoulders and neck eased and I could breathe easier. I'd even swear that the exzema stopped itching so bad. Though probably that last one was just being less agitated and thus less aware of every single irritant.

I think I keep doing something that seriously screws up my left big toe. There's a couple broken bones to the left of it because a bone got dropped there. But I can't figure out why the big one is bruised and gets a little better, hurts again and then is more bruised.

Man, I sound a mess. Which isn't far off. But maybe I've got enough spoons to get through work this week and life this week. That would be excellent.

I wish you spoons, Cass. Yikes on the foot.

Cheesecake is in the oven. Now I just need to come up with dinner for at least tonight. And wash dishes at some point - I was keeping up with cleaning as I cooked for a while today, but I've hit a wall on that.