So, it's Sunday late afternoon, and after a flurry of activity yesterday, today has been pretty slothful.
We had my sorority sisters over yesterday, which required a quick and intense burst of cleaning. The good news there is that it means my pals from Maine can come over tomorrow. And that's a good thing.
I've decided I'm taking them to Taco Mamacita for dinner, and then to the house for dessert and merriment.
I think. The fact is, Taco Mamacita is walking distance from a gelato place, but truthfully, I want to have them to my house, dammit.
There's a small issue in the living room, though. Well, first of all, I need to change the bulbs in the ceiling fixture - easy enough. But the problem is we have chimney swifts. They're knocking debris into the fireplace, and honestly, they smell a little funky. And they are loud little fuckers.
But we're legally prohibited by conservation acts to do anything. So, who knows?
Do I clean out the fireplace and hope they don't stink up the joint between now and tomorrow night?
Do I bake something and just keep the party in the dining room?
And if I bake... do I take the easy route and doctor up boxed brownies then serve them with coffee ice cream?
Or... do I make a lemon poundcake and serve it with peach or strawberry ice cream?
And why does everything make me cry? I watched a beer ad that made me tear up just now.
Earlier it was a photo essay of a dog's last day on earth before his owners had to put him down because of a massive inoperable tumor.
So. Here's what I'm thinking.
Brownies would be way, way easier. If I did some cinnamon in there, I think it would be a nice compliment to fusion tacos.
But the lemon cake is refreshing and with the fruity ice cream... it would be a nice lovely end to dinner - a palate cleanser.
I'm also thinking I have horrendous PMS.
Realistically, I need to stick with the brownies because I have to do some laundry and cook some supper and probably scrub out the fireplace.
And I also wonder if I'm having hot flashes.
Because I've been overheated and cranky like a bitch.
Fuck it. I'm doing cinnamon brownies, coffee ice cream, and I think I'll use my good silver and pretty summer china. Note to self... get some nice white paper napkins.
Now... what am I missing?
Other than a sense of humor.
ae
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| This isn't me. But it could be. |
We had my sorority sisters over yesterday, which required a quick and intense burst of cleaning. The good news there is that it means my pals from Maine can come over tomorrow. And that's a good thing.
I've decided I'm taking them to Taco Mamacita for dinner, and then to the house for dessert and merriment.
I think. The fact is, Taco Mamacita is walking distance from a gelato place, but truthfully, I want to have them to my house, dammit.
There's a small issue in the living room, though. Well, first of all, I need to change the bulbs in the ceiling fixture - easy enough. But the problem is we have chimney swifts. They're knocking debris into the fireplace, and honestly, they smell a little funky. And they are loud little fuckers.
But we're legally prohibited by conservation acts to do anything. So, who knows?
Do I clean out the fireplace and hope they don't stink up the joint between now and tomorrow night?
Do I bake something and just keep the party in the dining room?
And if I bake... do I take the easy route and doctor up boxed brownies then serve them with coffee ice cream?
Or... do I make a lemon poundcake and serve it with peach or strawberry ice cream?
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| Oh, Pioneer Woman. I don't have flour handy. |
And why does everything make me cry? I watched a beer ad that made me tear up just now.
Earlier it was a photo essay of a dog's last day on earth before his owners had to put him down because of a massive inoperable tumor.
So. Here's what I'm thinking.
Brownies would be way, way easier. If I did some cinnamon in there, I think it would be a nice compliment to fusion tacos.
But the lemon cake is refreshing and with the fruity ice cream... it would be a nice lovely end to dinner - a palate cleanser.
I'm also thinking I have horrendous PMS.
Realistically, I need to stick with the brownies because I have to do some laundry and cook some supper and probably scrub out the fireplace.
And I also wonder if I'm having hot flashes.
Because I've been overheated and cranky like a bitch.
Fuck it. I'm doing cinnamon brownies, coffee ice cream, and I think I'll use my good silver and pretty summer china. Note to self... get some nice white paper napkins.
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| Wrong aisle. |
Now... what am I missing?
Other than a sense of humor.
ae
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