Well, I printed out the recipe for twice baked honeycakes. I dug out the muffin tins, and the mixing bowls. I put the wrapped butter and two eggs in the big bowl, and snapped on the silicone cover. Two days, no honeycakes.
What did I do? Burn my mouth on a steam pocket in a microwaved egg. Top gum and upper lip. Muddahfaddah. That hurts.
Ah, got the milk glass compotes down only to find I did indeed purchase the wrong lid. Took down the kitchen hearts and put up the handful of shamrock things. Swapped out the stars and fripperies on the front porch. Browsed metal yard decor on Amazon. Ordered Instacart, did the dish thing. I always do the dish thing.
Today was wash the pet blanket I use on top of the bed. I do not trust Lolo. Got the Loki decal on the closet door. In my maximalist decor, the blank spot bothered me. I got the food cabinet next to the pans and appliances cabinets organized. It has a weird tall thin door, and runs way back into the corner. I have new metal baskets which hold the loose stuff perfectly. Threw away a couple things. Apparently I need to bake, and more than honeycakes. Pie, cookies, fudge. Of course.
I scooped two cat boxes and got the bags into the bin outside. I really need to vacuum. I really hate vacuuming.
Took the bead fringes off the black vest I got on ebay. It’s for my gothy pins and patches. Denim, made to be worn open. The trim is rick-rack and fuzzy strips of animal print in red, black, and white. Very 80s. Can’t decide if it was handmade or a commercial design. Fugly AF. I love it.
Petted and played with the cats a lot. Had a cheese sandwich for supper, not even grilled, just cheese, mustard, and marmalade.
And that was pretty much the extent of two riveting days. Whoot. I did not get into any arguments online. Thus far.
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