Watching: Mystery Science Theater 3000 this morning while I worked. Too bad the series is ending next week. I hope the SciFi channel keeps running the old eps.

Baking: A blueberry crisp, from a recipe I got from Colonial Williamsburg years ago. Tab and I'd had this wonderful dessert at Shields Tavern, and I asked the waiter if I could possibly have the recipe. He returned with it on a preprinted postcard, so I guess it must have been a common request. It's not exactly historically authentic (I doubt the colonial Virginians used corn flakes in their baking) but it's a great recipe, all the same.








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Sleeping Late

Tab very sweetly got up with the boys this morning so that I could sleep late. I really didn't expect to stay in bed much past 8 or 8:30. I rolled over, fell dead asleep, and the next thing I knew I was waking up at 10:30, much to my surprise. It was wonderful to wake up and feel really rested, for once.

The house was quiet when I went downstairs, Tab having taken the boys off to look for yard sales. They returned while I was eating breakfast, good-naturedly teased me for being so lazy, ate some cheese and crackers for a snack, and then headed out for a morning of shopping in Pennsylvania. Tab is looking for a few more K'nex kits that are supposed to be on sale at Zany Brainy, a chain of educational toy stores. He was also in search of a Darth Maul lunchbox for Daniel. They were gone until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, giving me lots of time to work, of which I made good use.

Bogdan, our cute Ukrainian neighbor, is goodlooking no longer. He's had his lovely, wavy hair chopped off and is now sporting an ugly buzz cut. Ugh! As I said to Tab last night, there's a fine line between cute and dorky. And Bogdan's crossed the line. Here's hoping his hair grows fast. Watching him wash the car has lost its allure for me.

The boys continue their blatant disregard for my "No standing on the furniture" rule.

The other night I walked into the living room to tell the twins that Daddy was ready to give them their bath and found a naked Stephen standing up on the back of the couch again.

"Stop walking on the couch back, Reno!" I yelled.

"I'm not walking. I'm jumping," he corrected me.

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