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I've been in a baking for a couple of days now. Yesterday, it was banana bread, just to use up the very overripe bananas that were sitting on the counter. Two loaves, one a bit too heavy on the walnuts. Then I made chocolate chip cookie dough, which I baked up today (I'm of the opinion that cookie dough like this needs to congeal in the fridge in order to keep from melting all over the pan). Night before last I made batter for pumpkin pancakes (delicious!). I have molasses cookies planned, too, as long as we don't run out of sugar.

We finished up chapter 12 in the RP last night. Now we've started chapter 13, and I have three posts waiting to be beta'd, with two to write. Things look like they're going to pick up quickly, which I'm excited about. The Girl drew a very nice picture of one of the characters and his son. Very cute and I think she really caught the adult character's face and attitude.

Last night, I took Lacey out for her very last potty-break before putting her into her crate for the night. She wandered over to the neighbor's yard, just close enough to turn on the motion-sensitive light over their carport. And there, sitting on the top step, looking up as if waiting for someone to open the front door, was their beagle, Bo. Bo has the run of their fenced-in yard, but once in a while he manages to get out. I went down to the gate to see if I could figure out what happened. Seems there's a low spot between their driveway and the gate that he can wriggle out through. There's a cinderblock on the inside of the fence, and I know I heard him working away at it when we went to the back yard. There were a lot of leaves there, and he was rustling those around and making little noises as if he'd caught something to play with. Yeah. He was playing with that cinderblock!

So, I woke the neighbors by ringing the doorbell. I felt bad about it; it was late. But I figured they didn't want Bo out and about on his own. The husband came to the door and took Bo inside, and as I went back in, I saw the lights in their back yard go on and heard the cinderblock being slid back into place.

The kids have Friday and next Monday off, and the Hubby's non-scheduled days are Friday and Saturday. So, he should get a long weekend (unless he gets called in to work) and so should they.

I just can't get "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?" out of my head...
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Yes, two in one day.

We almost ended up with a new cat today. A black kitten followed Boy #2 to his bus stop, and his tender heart (still mourning Tika, I think) didn't want to see the little one try to cross the main road and be hit. So he came back home, teary-eyed and worried, with the kitten following him all the way. He opened the front door, and this kitten just walked right in! He (the kitten is male) allowed us to pick him up, pet him... he was bold as brass and sweet-tempered. But we were in a hurry to get Hubby to work, and the Boy to school (his bus was running very late, according to the transportation people), so we put the kitten in the backyard. Last we saw of him, Cotton was doing her best to drive him away.

When I got home from my first shopping run, I didn't see the tyke, and figured he'd wandered off. Then I got a call from the gal next door. She asked if we had adopted a new kitten. Seems he went as far as the space beneath her husband's work van, and one of her boys found him. He then walked into THEIR house, bold as brass, and was sweet with their baby, so they were thinking of keeping the kitten - as long as we hadn't claimed him.

I was so happy. I'm not really ready for another cat (though I saw a tortoiseshell kitten on my way back from shopping that I wanted to stop and kidnap - reminded me so much of Tika). And when we do get another cat, I want to go through the shelter, and get a color that we don't already have. So, for the neighbors to take on this little one (where Boy #2 can see him every day) was a really blessing to me. She told me she thinks she knows where the kitten came from, and was going to check with them to see if it was alright to adopt him. She also wanted to run it by her hubby, but mentioned that they'd been thinking about another animal for a while, and this guy had such a sweet temperment that he'd be great for their family. She'd even named him; they have a cat named Lucy and now they'd have a Linus, too.

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