For today, I should be able to take a breather.  I will watch the second hour of Survivor that I missed so that tonight’s episode can be recorded.

This will all happen following a morning that I’ll be working.  Store inventory, morning dough, and lots of bread.  Should be fun…

My Muse is eight years old today.  She is 3’2″ and she weighs 41 pounds. The height of a three year old and the weight of a five year old.

Today’s high is going to be 32 degrees and the silver lining is being able to unwind later.

To those of you who treasure those breaks, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  *sigh*  It’s wet again.  Mom, why can’t I ever hold it when I’m sleeping at night?

Nurture:  Honey, you were so fast asleep that you didn’t even know that you were going.  Just give it time and you’ll be able to go at night.  Come on, let’s get ready for school.  Take your shower.  I’ll make your breakfast…

Muse:  Okay…

*Muse enters bathroom with her clothes, removes her diaper and sighs*