Sit Down For a Minute
I realized yesterday that the last several posts' titles had something to do with walking. It struck me funny. Especially since our blog is about us, the Walkers.
I'm sorry, I'm giggling all of a sudden. It's that crazy kind of giggle though, that's tired and weird, and could just-as-easy-as-pie turn into hysterical crying.
Speaking of pie, I really want to eat a brownie (I can, I made some last night). I really need to go through about six thousand piles of papers and mail. I'm trying to feel good about cleaning up our schoolroom (a little) today, and getting most of the laundry put away (or relocated from the living room so that any visitor we may have isn't greeted by Mount St. Laundrius, as it teeters, on the verge of falling over onto said visitor because it's so high).
Here is something I can't believe. I cannot believe that it is raining here again. I think I might drown in the sound of raindrops and waterfalls.
Can someone please come clean our dining room table? I had it all cleaned off (as far as dirty dishes go) except for my dinner dishes, and then the kids came home from Bible study and had to have something else to eat and it looks like all the dishes from my cabinets are on the table mocking me.
Well, that was a little dramatic.
I'm feeling dramatic, though.
And super tired...and I need to switch the laundry. Or did I, but I just forgot to start the dryer? I need to go check on that.
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I'm back. I switched my laundry and got my brownie. I ran upstairs (well, I didn't run because I'm too lazy to do that) and retrieved the dirty laundry from Christian's bathroom. The last couple of times I've done that there has been an extra towel on the floor, one that he did not use, a towel from the downstairs bathroom. Someone is taking double secret showers here (name that movie reference). I do not get it. "No sir, I don't like it." (name the character who said that)
As I was getting my brownie I remembered how Eliana noticed the cake pan (my 9 x 13 metal cake pan) on top of the stove, covered with foil. She exclaimed,"Birthday cake! Yay! Have some?!" The child is well-versed in the art of chocolate. I'm so glad that I have these important life skills that I am able to pass on to my children.
Guess what? That proverbial lid? Flipped it! Let me tell you how I know...I decided that I would try to make the kids' costumes this year that they will be wearing to the Fall Fun Fest (which is on the 31st, but it's not a Halloween party. This is true, and I like that, but then they go trick-or-treating with their friends afterward. Last year was the first time, but apparently it is now a tradition...). Yes, I am going to sew. I am. That is probably what I should be doing right now...along with the dishes.
How do you feel about putting ganache on brownies? I thought it would be a good idea...now I'm not so sure. It seems crazy (not to be sure), because it's chocolate on chocolate! Could that really be a bad thing? The brownies are just so good on their own... It's like wearing a Vera Wang wedding gown with a Vivienne Westwood shawl coat wrapped around it. Both are fabulous, but do you really want to pair them?
Aren't you glad you sat down for a minute? Mom, I know you're still here. I love you, Mom!
And in lieu of anything that makes sense...
Just because I thought they were cute.
Hello? Sense...are you there? Can you please make an appearance here because...well, we've had enough of this other stuff. That would be the nonsense.
Now...I'm off to do the dishes. I'm sure you're glad to know it.
Reader Comments (4)
Christina - I am laughing! Are you sure those aren't espresso brownies??
I know, right? I feel a little drugged, but I promise it's just milk and Ghirardelli! Did I mention I'm tired?
I think it's contagious. We might all be having the same day. Go for a walk! Sometimes that helps! If not ...eat the brownie, lay on the couch and the let the world go by for a little while!
You crack me up. I love it.