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Yesterday…

• I made gluten-free banana nut bread and cinnamon muffins. They were also dairy-free; I substituted almond milk for the whole milk that I usually use. So not drinking almond milk straight up ever.
• I went to a New Years’ Day brunch at Elie and Laura’s. Marcus played pool. Rebecca pouted. Madeline toddled around being charming. I drank two mimosas and took a nap when I got home.
• I ate leftover broccoli for dinner. There was no Hollandaise sauce involved. The sadness! The horror!

Yesterday…

• I folded and put away all of the laundry that came out of the dryer. I also made progress on my mountain of clean laundry.
• I brought Rebecca to her ballet class and met Elizabeth, the crunchy granola cloth-diaper-sewing founder of GENY. Her diapers are drool-worthy and quite well-made. If I weren’t addicted to prefolds, I’d be all over the one-size fitteds. Maybe for the next baby. (No, I am not pregnant right now.)
• I finished the cuff of a purple mitten for Rebecca while Deidre and I chatted about dance and ballet and Christmas and life and the universe and everything.
• I ordered another giant pail of Charlie’s laundry soap, since I am down to my last few loads. I love giant pails of laundry soap. I bought my last one in November of 2006.

Yesterday…

• I stayed in my pajamas all day long.
• I upgraded six installations of WordPress.
• I made baked lemon chicken, rice, and peas for dinner. It’s always a hit with the kids; the baby was especially thrilled with the chicken.
• I made it up to the thumb gusset on a mitten and had to frog a few rows for stupidity.

Yesterday…

• I did not make black bean soup for dinner. My time management skills on that one were suboptimal. The beans will just have extra time to soak.
• I took the dog for a walk, chatted with the mailman when he stopped at the house on the corner, picked up one poop, and saw that yet another house on my route has a white foreclosure notice tacked up on it.
• I ate leftover chicken enchiladas for lunch with Matthew.
• I fed the baby a cheese sandwich for lunch, and nam tok beef for dinner.
• I worked on SEO for a school site; it’s a lot of reorganizing and moving templates around, but I feel like it is finally coming together. The worst part is always the first page. Everything after that is much simpler.

I love this recipe for chicken. In the summer, I like to grill it outside; when it’s cold, I can bake or broil it. It’s brightly flavored with lemon and herbs, and the chili flakes and garlic give it just enough heat.

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Yesterday…

• I slept in. I was tired enough to unlock the TiVo to keep the kids quiet while I slept in. (The baby likes to sleep in. She would sleep until noon if I stayed in bed with her every day. But I can’t really do that.) When I got up, I kicked the kids outside to get some fresh air, which they did for four hours. Wow!
• I made my littlest sister’s Christmas present. We make things for each other, and then we give them to each other after Christmas. Lowered expectations!
• I did not make black bean soup.
• I actually put lotion on my hands. They were that bad.

Yesterday…

• I made black bean soup. It was delicious.
• I worked through more templates on the SEO project. It’s not difficult, just very detail-oriented work.
• I searched high and low on the Internet for a source of emery in bulk… but not too much bulk. I’m interested in something like a ten pound bucket, not a fifty pound sack, and not a three ounce envelope.

Matthew: “Yeah, he was probably having a pretty boring day until some nutjob calls up, ‘I need rocks to sharpen needles!’”
Me: “I’m not a nutjob!”

Yesterday…

• I vacuumed and mopped the kitchen in the morning. In the afternoon, I couldn’t tell I’d done either.
• I walked the dog in a short-sleeved shirt. In January. Matthew informed me that instead of screaming “global warming,” I must now scream “global climate change,” as that is now the correct term for it. Why? Because it doesn’t specify hotter or colder.
• I stripped and washed the sheets on every single bed in the house.
• Rebecca made pottery in the backyard, out of the backyard. Gotta love the red clay soil around here.
• Madeline slept in the bottom bunk; Rebecca sang her to sleep.

Yesterday…

• Marcus informed me that he would be taking over the job of washing dishes and that I would only be required to start the dishwasher. I told him that I would then absolve him of his laundry putting-away and diaper-folding duties.
• We went to Wal-Mart and bought Rebecca a full-length mirror for her door.
• I made burgers on my cast iron grill on the stovetop and set off every single fire alarm in the house, even with the vent going full-force.
• I did 28 sit-ups.