My Mom's Here

Officially home: A blank canvas of a day. Of a week. Of a month. Temptations of idle time always loom, but in the end those wasted minutes and hours come back to haunt in piles and a full sink. 'Idle time' for me is randomly surfing online, having 7 or so tabs open with 3 different search topics, a few virtual shopping carts, and an afternoon power-nap turning into a 2 hour deep sleep. It could also be as simple as 'not planning.' I can now see the days in weeks, which has really helped me. One day for cleaning, one or two or five for shopping, one for laundry, hoping to get it all done in the M-F so the S & S is for family days, and not executing neglected chores. But shopping in one day is not necessarily practical with 2 little helpers - I guess it could be if I didn't mind spending time reading labels to be sure there are no food colorings, excess salt, or too many ingredients I can't pronounce because I'm locked into a huge labyrinth of a

[Charlotte is looking for a new message to write in her web] Lamb: How about "Pig Supreme"? Charlotte: No good. It sounds like a rich dessert. [Templeton walks past with an apple core towards the trough, and Charlotte glares at Templeton] Goose: How about terrific, terrific, terrific? Charlotte: Cut that down to one terrific and it will do nicely. I think terrific might impress Zuckerman. Wilbur: But Charlotte, I'm not terrific. Charlotte: You're terrific as far as I am concerned. [Templeton, while holding a piece of orange in his mouth, smacks Wilbur's face with his tail and walks off to the trough] Charlotte: [after glaring at Templeton] Does anybody know how to spell it? Goose: I think it's T double-E double-R double-R double-I double-F double-I double C, C, C! Well, thank you E.B. White for making "terrific" so memorable for me. Yesterday I had an appointment with my neurologist and his med student, and not one terrific was left out