There are those
days when you wake up, realize you have lost an entire hour of sleep to the
daylight savings time gods, spend fifteen minutes with the covers over your
face wondering what has become of your slothful existence, what
with Sleeping in until 9:30! and My god there are so many things you were
planning to do today! and then, in a moment of inspiration, you decide to get
up, do your taxes, and go for a six mile run just say, hell with it all.
You are going to make orange chocolate chip pancakes and you are going to feel
great about it.
So we did. And
then, because let’s be honest, we felt pretty slothful, we broke a sweat cleaning the
entire house. It is amazing the damage a shedding dog can do.
Meanwhile: <still holding my breath, waiting, in an
anxious state of in between, hesitant to embrace the violence of hope, but also
not wanting to indulge my own pessimism, wondering if I might be pregnant
when I’ll get my period.> Thursday can’t come soon enough. Until then,
pancakes for everyone[1]. Recipe after the jump.
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| My budding photography skills: where "artistic" just becomes "lopsided." *takes bow* |
