I can smell the fresh, hot chocolate sheet cake middle daughter (10) made this afternoon. She's just waiting for it to cool enough to put on a confectioner's sugar glaze. Oldest daughter is fussing over her skirt pattern. Pleats are a stinker to figure out. Boys are in their rooms, one listening to Redwall on his CD player, one on his laptop, another reading, not sure who's left to account for. Least one is drifting from place to place, looking for food. She's so funny. She'll open the fridge, hunting for snacks and then will head in there again about 15 minutes later, expecting something new to have materialized. So silly. Her thirteen year old brother does exactly the same thing. Must think the refrigerator is magical. I wish.
The house is a mess (like it gets in a day) and I don't even care. Just finished re-potting the two African violets my hippie neighbor gave me awhile back. I got them to blooming (yay me!) and haven't killed them yet. I'm a whiz at outdoor gardening, but am a death wish on indoor plants. They're doing me proud, however, and they deserved pots that are a bit larger. Potted a new cactus too, and if I can avoid overwatering it, we'll be doing just fine.
The only glitch of the day was my needy neighbor calling once this morning before 9am, and then during naptime. No message and I just didn't answer. My heart begins to fly when I see that she's the one calling---how's that for stress? But for now, avoidance seems to be the best plan for me. I don't like being that way, but it appears to be necessary.
Now off to make a meat and potato pie for our dinner. I'm hungry!
The house is a mess (like it gets in a day) and I don't even care. Just finished re-potting the two African violets my hippie neighbor gave me awhile back. I got them to blooming (yay me!) and haven't killed them yet. I'm a whiz at outdoor gardening, but am a death wish on indoor plants. They're doing me proud, however, and they deserved pots that are a bit larger. Potted a new cactus too, and if I can avoid overwatering it, we'll be doing just fine.
The only glitch of the day was my needy neighbor calling once this morning before 9am, and then during naptime. No message and I just didn't answer. My heart begins to fly when I see that she's the one calling---how's that for stress? But for now, avoidance seems to be the best plan for me. I don't like being that way, but it appears to be necessary.
Now off to make a meat and potato pie for our dinner. I'm hungry!
