baking as procrastination

This morning there was blue sky. We ate breakfast outside for the first time in eons. Also uncharacteristically Nicholas was awake. So I indulged my domestic urges and made blueberry streusel muffins (from scratch but with frozen blueberries), mushroom, ham & cheese omelets, and strawberry-banana smoothies (from real fresh strawberries and bananas). Making all this for four people (plus cute plate fruit garnishes of kiwi and plums) takes a long time. A person could go out to eat in that amount of time.

And after that I made coffee, had another muffin and read the paper. Damn the Sunday papers. There's just so much to read. I try to limit my NYTimes reading to the Week in Review and the Book Review and maybe the NYTimes magazine. And I try to just skim the Advertiser. But I should have been doing all the course-related stuff I didn't do all this week. Not that I didn't do stuff - but I didn't do much of that.

...and once again is heard the rumble of thunder.