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Oh, lawdamercy, can we talk about Thursday? I think I may have finally wrapped my head around Thursday.

This past Thursday started like any other alternate Thursday – Dearest Will and I got up early with Our Man Cub and got him out the door to catch the school bus. We were both pretty happy that it was payday, and I was working on getting shiny because I needed to go to the printer before work to set up the covers for the lovely Zilla McCue’s brand new book* (the interior was already there and would be picked up that afternoon). We went and got the covers printed, and then had a pretty much regular kind of workday.

Being payday, Dearest Will & I hit up the grocery store on the way home. The plan was that we would put away the groceries (we got peach popsicles!) and head over to the printer to pick up the interior of Zilla’s books, and then my biggest intentions were to stick dinner in the oven and get some yoga in while it cooked, put Zilla’s books together, and wash my hair  before going to bed. Instead what happened was that I went to put the popsicles in the freezer, realized I was standing in a pool of water, opened the freezer, and got splashed in the chest with that had previously been frozen business. Whut. I blinked a few times, and then ran downstairs to stick the popsicles in Jaquelyn’s freezer, and my medicine in her fridge, and returned upstairs to seek a solution to the pond in my kitchen.

Look, the fridge had been making ice maker noises for eleven years** in spite of the fact that it did not actually have an ice maker. So we figured hoped this must just be another quirk. Dearest Will got back behind there and vacuumed a cat’s worth of fur out of the workings, and stuck a thermometer in the freezer while we hoped for the best. An hour later it was clear that all was lost – the freezer went down to 44 degrees, and then the temp began to climb. When it hit 47, we knew the fridge was a goner. I said to Will, “Here’s what I’m thinking: I’m going to go pick up Zilla’s books, and then I’m going to go and find us a refrigerator.” He nodded in agreement, spent a few careful minutes on the internets comparing refrigerator prices, and so by 4:30 in the afternoon, we were fed, we had a Plan, we were in the car together, and we were ready to fix some things but good.

Which is right about when everything went a little more pear-shaped.
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Who rolled out of bed this morning and ate three cookies?* OMIGOD, I DID! -urp-

Ok, so these cookies. I’m not, generally speaking, a cookie person. I like a cookie here and there, but usually I prefer a savory treat when it comes down to it. Dearest Will and Our Man Cub, on the other hand, are big fans of cookies, and so when Dee came over for dinner a few weeks ago and offered to bring cookies, I was all, “That would be perfect – dessert sorted. Cool,” and thought no more of it.

Until we got to the cookies and coffee part of the evening and I tried one of those crispy little morsels of crack** heaven. Sister, I could not believe this cookie*** – what perfect, crispy, sweet-salty little miracles. So, of course, I asked for the recipe. Dee joked that it was a secret – that if it got out, that everyone would be addicted to this baked good and it would all be over. Will Dearest said something about sending it in code. Dee said she would try to wrangle it out of her mom (who had made the cookies at our table).

In Dearest Will’s email a couple weeks later, a mysterious file was attached to a note from Dee: Office Rent March. He showed me the attachment and we both squealed like teenage girls – jackpot! The guilty guilty jackpot. And the recipe totally did not self destruct in ten seconds held up – I made these last night and once they had been sampled, I texted Jaquelyn: omg you need to come eat ths cookies nao! She trotted up shortly after to sample the goods. Her reaction: “Holy SHIT.” “What the mnmnmnnn?!” “Can I have another?” “Oh. My. GOD.”

And, so I share the contents of that email attachment with you, Dear Reader, along with my notes. Just, yanno, promise to keep it under wraps.

Lace Cookies (Office Rent, March)makes 3 dozen

1 1/2 c Quaker Quick Oats
1 stick unsalted butter, melted
3/4 c sugar
1 Tbsp baking powder
1 tsp flour
1 large egg
1 tsp vanilla

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Omg, I did that thing again where I forgot that I had a blog for, like, a month and change. True story: life here has been all over the map.

For starters, I’m still looking for a job – either a second job or a job with more hours – while working part time at a place that’s only going to be around until the end of the year,* and it’s a bit exhausting.** I’m doing some freelance page layout, and still working on selling my art, which totally is helping make the ends come together, but I would really like a bit more security. That aside, household finances are still afloat, even if there’s been some belt-tightening and credit card using involved. Also, I’ve been dealing with an AS flare-up for the last few weeks, which is also exhausting, but finally starting to ease, thank goodness.***

On the lighter side of things, my head has been better than it has been in months. It turns out that not constantly worrying about people being crappy to me at work is pretty osm. Who knew, right? While not being stressed out about that, I’ve managed to get some pretty cool stuff in progress –

Like the  zillion little seedlings in my sun room! The garden is ready to go, and Dearest Will and Our Man Cub were kind enough to rake out the yards and ready them up over the weekend. And on Saturday I went with  Man Cub to the DPW and we filled the cat litter buckets (we’d saved up since autumn) with compost – last year the tomatoes didn’t really get enough sun, and so didn’t ripen well; this year we’re planting them in buckets so we can move them around and find the best spot for them. We thought we would plant this weekend, but it’s still sorta chilly here and there’s a chance of flurries predicted for Tuesday (whut). So we have cucumbers, peas, peppers, squash, melon, and greens in the window, all ready to go into the ground this coming weekend.† And beets! And carrots!

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April 2013