I decided to make a lemon cheesecake for my husband’s birthday this past weekend. Turned on the oven, started making the crust… realized I had no lemons. Ran to my friend Robot Princess‘ house, where she gave me three. As soon as I got home, she texted, “You left 98 lemons here.” We’re going to have an Olympics/lemon party next month.
Last night was our first real rain since July and our sheltie decided to celebrate…
Don’t get me wrong, I love the art fair. There are some seriously talented people there.
It’s bad all year in big box stores, but something about the holidays brings out the extra deer-in-headlights in the middle of the aisles. Happy holidays, readers.
It’s migration season… they’re flying over our house and honking like Boston traffic…
