A dead raccoon filled with ricotta cheese

Nothing happened yesterday, that’s why I didn’t write. Actually that’s not true, we went for a walk and we had pasta for dinner. The pasta was so very very good, and the walk sucked, but they all suck lately. I spend the entire walk saying "I hate walking. I hate being out in the heat like this. I hate walking. It sucks when just putting your socks on makes you break into a sweat coz it’s so hot. I’m hot. I hate walking" …yeah, you all envy Jake now, don’t you? Today’s walk wasn’t quite as bad, but I did say a few times that I hate walking. It was so lovely and awesome and all that like… a month or so ago, when we had to WORK to get a sweat going, not just go outside. Or… stay inside. It’s hotter in here than outside. And there is no breeze so the coolness does not spread. This paragraph is too long.

Aaaah.

I mopped the kitchen floor today. Well… half-drowned it and then pushed the dirt around. I need a real mop. Stupid swiffer crap is only good for tiny little mini moppable floor spaces, not for how much I’ve got to do. But there is no more blueberry syrup splashes all over the floor, so that’s nice. Even though I kinda enjoyed the purple splatter.

For dinner I made a kickass smoothie that was so very good. I keep experimenting with them lately, so they slightly suck. A banana, some frozen mixed berries, some apple juice, some yogurt and some honey. Perfection. Went so well with teh leftover pizza too. Mmm. Jake had a bowl with bagged lettuce, and pasta and… basil and cheese. Lots of leftover things. It was amusing coz I suggested that to him, and I didn’t know if it was a good idea at all, and then Everyday Italian did a meal that was pretty much like that, so then he got all excited for it. I love coming up with random combinations of things for him to eat. He’s my adventurous food side.

I am exhausted. Have been since I woke up. That really really sucks. I’m gonna blame the heat, I miss having the doona on the bed, it’s something to semi-snuggle and that’s nice. I don’t like sweating and tossing and turning. That sucks.

Cheese.

title: I heard that on a preview for the latest Will Ferrell movie. I think it was about a fart. Something that does not smell farty, but was rather pootastic (in a fabulously delicious way that you have to experience to understand why I use such a term) …I made this for dessert.

Look at that!! Oh my…  talk about delicious. It reminded me of the TGI’s pootastic brownies I used to get that are so very good. The brownies got microwaved so they were all hot and melting stuff. Mmm….