Daily Archives: 16 March 2006

Sleepcooking

I fell asleep this afternoon. DrBob woke me at six so I could make dinner (because I’d promised I would, not because he’s one of Those Husbands) and propped me up in front of the stove. I burned the chicken. I don’t know what happened to the noodles. And I’m pretty sure the sauce is not usually that color. Damn. There go all my June Cleaver points.

This morning Ignatz said “I think we should get a cat and a dog, so we can have bilingual pets.”


What!? No sprinkles?

You Are a Glazed Donut

Okay, you know that you’re plain – and you’re cool with that. You prefer not to let anything distract from your sweetness. Your appeal is understated yet universal. Everyone digs you. And in a pinch, you’ll probably get eaten. (Okay, that’s kinda gross…)