Cookie Dough

P is making chocolate chip cookies. He reprimanded me for stealing a finger or two of raw cookie dough. That has raw eggs in it, you know. I know, but as I responded, I’m having trouble mustering up caring about it. When I have a tummy ache in about an hour or so, he’ll provide comfort by laughing at me.

I trimmed my hair. It was getting to the length where it was taking more than a single day to dry again. Too long! I think I got it all even. Ish. It needs hennaed again too, but I didn’t get out & get it picked up during the week. In time. Maybe next weekend.

I’m trying to put house worries out of my head. We’re not on the market again until spring, but the trend is now that the houses that sell are the ones that are remodeled & finished & fancy. I can say many nice things about this house (the roof doesn’t leak, it has “good bones,” the neighbors are friendly…), but I can’t say that it’s fancy remodeled, updated, finished. The wood floors need refinished, all the vinyl flooring needs replaced, the bathroom is functional, but the last “remodelers” (not us!) didn’t know what the hell they were doing & they massacred it, the kitchen is missing back-splash tiling & where they removed the old tile just got painted over. We’ve repainted, cleaned up & patched horrid holes in the walls downstairs. It no longer looks like someone was drunk when they put it up. The laundry room is no longer Jackson Pollacked. It’s all one color & looks so much huger & lighter than it used to. It looks so much better than it used to… but I’m really afraid it’s not good enough. It took the previous owners three years to sell it in a prime seller’s real estate market. There is a reason for that (suffice to say, we bought it for the same amount they bought it for five years previous, and tried to talk them down from that because of the state it was in). Yeah, not doing a very good job of putting it all out of my mind…

Made sourdough pancakes again this morning. I think I’m giving up on them. I just don’t like them. Love sourdough bread, but the pancakes? Just not so much. I have plenty of other things I rock the sourdough with. I’ve figured out how to use it in regular bread recipes & they’ve all been really tasty & lovely. It’s ok if I revert to my brother’s totally awesome pancake recipe.

Right now I should be cleaning the fish tanks but I’m not. I cleaned everyone last week — maybe this week I’ll just do the betta that’s prone to fin rot at the slightest provocation. I think at some point today I want a manhattan, but right now I am thirsty for just plain ol’ water. Maybe later on the manhattan. File both fish & drink under things I don’t know about right now. Like that file isn’t over-stuffed.

I want a bigger fish tank. I need more fish. Not so much more tanks, but a bigger tank. No, I have no idea where I’d put it in this house. But dang I like the fishies. They’re so calming to watch when I’m feeling kind of awake & agitated & restless.

Ok. Enough of all that. My hair, an hour after being out of the shower, requires that I go see how it all looks cut, washed, & even almost dryish! So nice rather than it taking over 24 hours!