1. Today was my dear, sweet (slightly high strung), mother's 53rd birthday. She celebrated by working all day, and eating disappointing pizza.
2. I helpfully helped her celebrate by making cookies, sweeping quite a lot, and totally forgetting to hang up the laundry. I did remember to do everything else though.
3. She got carrot cake (yum) and mocha java (eh) ice cream. AND apparently planned to eat them together. WHAT. I can't even. In what world to those two thing go together?
4. On Wednesday and Thursday I shall be photographing children doing yoga. Then, I shall have to make a booklet with the photos, plus some stories about the experience from the kids (which I will have to type up, yay). Fortunately, I shall be paid for this. (Only $100 though. Still, it's money, which I don't have a whole lot of right now.)
5. Saturday, I shall be babysitting again. You know, in case I haven't had enough small children this week.
6.
The especially large cookie was for my my mom. I was going to write 'Hippy Birdy' or other such birthday message on it, but I ran out of time.
Right then: sleep, perchance to dream. tomorrow! house finale! less then 24 hours away! omg