Read With Caution

Suddenly I am in total bloggers' block. I never have bloggers block because you can write about anything on a blog, even about having bloggers' block.

I guess that means I should snag a "Crazy Bar" from the kitchen (a recipe that I made up the other day which includes usual cookie stuff plus peanut butter, oats, cinnamon, as well as raisins, chocolate, and nuts... Wowsah!), a glass of milk, and my latest read: Twinkie, Deconstructed. I am a little put off by the sheer size of the Cervantes I got from the library the other day. There are 101 things I need to do, but Boy is going through a takes-2-hours-to-put-to-bed stage and how do I manage my painting deadlines with that, I might ask? (Indeed, I suppose I am asking.) I am donating a small amount of each of the next 10 days to doing 1/10th of the office (which needs to be cleaned out, reorganized, and down-sized). And I have GOT to get this camera issue figured out; now my IPhoto does not want to open, try as I might. Is there no end?

Egad! I am so quiet here in the dark (trying not to re-awaken the curious toddler) that some sort of creature started moving about in the hallway! Aaargghhh! There are some things that I HATE about an old house, and mice (which is seriously what I hope it is since it actually sounds much larger) is at the top of the list! (with funny old smells and persistent ants). We have been battling the mice for a couple years now, and whenever we think they are gone, think again! And up to this point I have only once in two years actually heard them in the house! Once again, aaarrgggh! (Judging from the noise, it might actually be in the wall or in the attic, but I take no chances and close the kids' doors and then jump up onto the couch at the opposite end of the family room with the promised cooky and milk and book and here I will stay, creepy-crawly, until Kev gets home from work.)

Oh yuck yuck yuck.

Good night and wouldn't I love good riddance!