Wednesday, January 8, 2014

So far this year

Okay, folks, the beginning of 2014 has been really busy in the Common Household.  Mostly I’ve been relearning how to cook for five instead of three, coping with the Vulcan Death Grip of Coldness that has struck the nation, and preparing for my church’s women’s retreat. 

Here are a few photos of some other Common Household activities.

The traditional New Year’s Day cleaning of my desk.  
Not shown: all the crap on the right side of my desk
that I can't seem to get rid of.

Younger Daughter was bored, and somehow this resulted in my Son explaining calculus (Riemann sums, limits, and derivatives) to her.  They both seemed to be enjoying it.  When I first learned about Riemann sums, I thought they were the greatest thing since sliced bread, and in fact, were rather like sliced bread.  
Don't ask me to explain this now.
Like the Wizard, I don't know how it works.

We went out for brunch at a fancy place, to celebrate a successful semester for our college students.  This included gooey desserts, and a doughnut machine, which makes fresh doughnuts right in front of you.
Me, waiting for my doughnut to fall

Here it comes!

There it goes.  Then you can pick it up and coat it with cinnamon sugar.

Stickiest sticky bun ever.

Our joy is tinged with sadness, though.  Today I broke our beloved orange cat salt shaker.  The black cat pepper shaker will be very lonely.  It was wonderful to say, “Please pass the orange cat” while dining, and now we can’t say it any longer.

RIP, Orange Cat Salt Shaker
Orange Cat Salt Shaker, in happier times, eyeing a peep chick.

Tomorrow the college students return to their lairs in Collegetown, and our own town will be warm enough for Younger Daughter to finally attend a full day of school.  At last.


The Crislers said...

"Please pass the orange cat." You're going to have to find something equally whimsical to request at mealtimes. I don't remember the last time I had a fresh doughnut. Why wouldn't you get cinnamon sugar on it? What, would you just eat it... plain? Aren't those called bagels?

Sarah said...

OK, that's a loaded post!

#1: That's so sad about the salt shaker!! We had a little glass pig light-chain pull that had traveled from house to house with us... but disappeared when we moved in here. It's hard to let things like that go.

#2: FRESH DOUGHNUTS. My diet is waving a white flag at the sight of that.

#3: I tip my hat to anyone who can even think about understanding that math. That is a level of number-crunching I'll never achieve.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Oh, how awful to break a beloved orange cat.
Fresh donuts? Good grief that sounds terrific.
I'm finding myself watching Kahn's Academy videos more and more often lately--they do a great job breaking down stuff like "Distributive Property" (last night).

Cassi Renee said...

I am very sad about the orange cat. And I never even had the opportunity to say "please pass the orange cat". I can't imagine how you all are feeling!

Suburban Correspondent said...

Ah, orange cat, we hardly knew ye!