Today I made 50 cookies, 16 granola bars, and a batch of soup.
The cookies are for a memorial service Jesse is attending right now. A week ago, a beautiful 17 year old girl was killed in a car accident. She was a former student of Jesse's, and she and her family are beloved by all who know them. Hers is not my story to tell, but I will say that to a person, everyone who speaks of her tells of her ability to make people happy.
So, Jesse and many other folks are at her service, and I have a crew of four girls on my bed watching Ratatouille. What I want to know is, since when am I old enough to be entrusted with 4 children and a house with a roaring fire in the fireplace? That's just silly.
I have more beds to make, more laundry to shuffle from one place to another, and soon, more bodies to bathe, but I just wanted to check in. Also, you know, I have to, what with NaBlaPooie and all.