This morning started out with a cat accident on the carpet.
Then I looked out the window and noticed that I got distracted and missed the pear harvest: 30 perfectly gorgeous pears were rotting on the ground. I'd been looking forward to those pears since last year, when they were so delicious I ate every single one and barely shared, and then was upset because there were no more. That kind of attention lapse can't be taken back; I have to wait another year.
I made apple bread for my brother's birthday. It was cooling on the counter, and I was so glad that chore was done because I hadn't been sure when I was going to be able to do it. I got myself a drink of water. I spilled the water over both loaves of apple bread. We don't have enough eggs or enough apples to make another batch.
My tooth is still hurting. The dentist said it might hurt for up to a week just as a result of messing with it. So maybe this is still okay. Or maybe it is a root canal. And then maybe the root canal won't stop the pain, either, and then we'll find that OOPS it's actually an adjacent tooth that is the problem.
I have seasonal allergies, and even with allergy medicine I want to rip my face off.
Henry is "between naps": he needs more than one nap a day or else he's fussy, but if he gets two naps he doesn't go to sleep well at night. So today he cried and fussed and cried and fussed, and finally I put him down for a morning nap when it was really too late to go down for a morning nap.
Spuddy Buddy is starting a contest for a good cause.
A Little Left of Lost is starting a new contest.
Summer sleep-away camp supplies - I am in a TIZZ about Elizabeth going to Girl Scouts camp this summer. I’m GLAD she’s going, and I’m glad she WANTS to go, but it’s a week and this is the f...