"Think what a better world it would be if we all had cookies and milk at three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap."*

Dudes - I wish I had time to write a proper post - heck, I wish I had something interesting to say. But alas, my house is revolting and I must dust this morning. That is my plan. My entire plan. Dust. The. House. You could write your name on the piano. Or the bookshelves. Or the telephone table.

After The Dusting? I plan to Vacuum. So I won't crunch on the floor when I walk.

And then I have to swab the bathroom floors because right now my downstairs powder room and hallway smell like a subway station.

After this frenzy of cleaning, I will consider dinner. Pretty sure we are having poached-in-white-wine salmon, steamed broccoli, cucumber salad, and these sesame noodles. I should probably bake something - I made Nigella's cream cheese brownies for a party Saturday and they were a hit.Then Seg asked for peanut butter brownies. (I appreciate that they think I can conjure up anything, but honestly....) But I did. I used the cream cheese brownie recipe, only, instead of eight ounces of sliced cream cheese, I dolloped on eight ounces of crunchy peanut butter. QUITE yummy but almost gone. I believe banana bread is in my immediate future, as H doesn't much care for brownies and wants something less sweet. (Whereas my little boys would eat sugar by the teaspoonful if I permitted.)

Oh, and I have to go buy milk. Because we drank it all. With the peanut butter brownies.

So, let's review: Dust. Vacuum. Swab. Cook. Grocery shop.
SUCH an exciting life I lead.

Next up in this thrilling saga:
BabelBabe can't find anything at the library to read AND BabelBabe shops for a swimsuit. Can't hardly wait, eh?

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*Robert Fulghum