Nothing Earth-shattering going on here. Xander did a “mock” up of pre-K this morning with me and he loved it. He suggested that maybe he could just stay home with me and Sophie and do schoolwork. I’m holding off judgement until tomorrow when I’m hoping I’ll be far enough removed from the incident to be more level-headed. Of course the fact that M’s started calling Xander “Mickey D” isn’t helping. And at least now I have a fairly good idea how we got this horrid cold. Oh and upon further inquiry Xander informed us that the PlayPlace was fun, but “icky” as there was POOP in one of the tower things. POOP. Yeah. Great.
Deep breath in…. exhale….
I’m planning on making a restorative batch of minestrone today. Nice happy, additive and preservative free soup.
I’m telling you I can’t get away from the whole LITTLE DEBBIE CAKE thing either. I can feel my hair starting to stand on end and my elbows are itchy. That’s sooo not a good thing.
So anyway, SOUP. I’m making SOUP today and hopefully some kind of bread. M’s been on this incredible bread baking spree and it’s been heavenly. I’m going to start angling for more of the cinnamon bread that she made. She used to make it when I was younger but now with Vietnamese Cinnamon… it’s ohhhh so much more addictive!
Of course now I want sticky buns, and that requires brioche, that requires butter. Hmph. Did I mention I miss having a cow in milk? Did I also mention that every time I say that M and Jim glare at me as they were the ones that milked said cow? But doesn’t making butter and cheese count for something???
OK. M’s conceded that a milk ANIMAL would be nice, but she’s angling for a goat.
Say Goat Cheeeeeese!!!!
I miss Flossie. She was such a hammerific goat, complete with Nefertiti-esque goat boobies.
Apparently I need to lay off the cold meds and the flavored coffees this morning. Geez…
Goat boobies… *snort*