Susan Senator

And I had too much caffeine
And I was thinking ’bout myself
And there she was
Like double cherry pie
Yeah there she was
Like Disco Superfly…
–Sex and Candy, by Marcy Playground
Not much to do today, the weather is icky but my mood is not. I have to say, sometimes a sunny day is a gift, sometimes it is a burden, an obligation to do something worthwhile. And I no got. My chores are all done (thanks to Nat, there is never any laundry to do, he is such a laundry nudge, forces me to empty the hampers all the time and wash, dry, and fold, and put away immediately!! or else he will do it, and man, then you get some creative laundering going on! Also I weeded yesterday, the house is clean, and I just bought weekend groceries from the little market nearby which I love to do on the weekend because of the handsome young clerk that works only on Saturdays.) and so all I have to do is read my book, (The Birthdays by Heidi Pitlor, which is eh so far, two too many characters so they are not distinguishable enough, I hate that.) and make whatever meals. Prolly jes ‘make some meatballs and s’getti, a total crowd pleaser and easy, plus I got sausage! Sweet Italian, of course!

I figured it was a good day to bake, (we already made pancakes for breakfast, again, Nat gave me the idea because I had a dream that he came up to me and said, “I want to make pancakes,” so realistic! When I woke up I realized it had been a long time so why not? So as I started to get the bowl and stuff out, Nat came in, I looked at him meaningfully and he said, “I want to make some pancakes.” A dream come true!) and being so close to Neddy Sweets’ birthday, I decided to bake something he would especially like. Why wait until next weekend, when he’s expecting it?? Plus there’s Special Olympics State Games and Father’s Day. His birthday gets totally crowded out.

While he was at the pool, Benj suggested banana cream pie. So that’s what Nat and I did. Totally homemade cookie crust, (well, if you want to call mashed up graham crackers, butter, and sugar homemade) but totally instant (beat it from the box) pudding. Really, really creamy, suitably yellow, just rolls off your tongue down your throat. Very hard for a non-carbivore to resist.

Had a ton of coffee today — can you tell? — and also four different Atkins bars plus diabetic candy. My sweet tooth is up to 11 today. I should probably dance, it’s been a while. That’s a good way to get a high that is neither illegal nor fattening nor upset stomach inducing — at least not my own!