what can I possibly say?

 Today, I decided to get the sewing machine out again.  I don't quite have a sewing room yet, although I could set one up in one of the empty bedrooms.  Instead, I store the machine and all the sewing stuff in the bench in my room, and bring it out to the kitchen table.  Today,  decided to line the metal bin/basket/container we keep seltzers and drinks in, so we can use it as our family Easter basket.  (I am going to fill some baskets for the grandkids, because I love filling baskets).  Then the kids here can share a big basket...but Mr. Kitty, Orange Guy, hopped right in as soon as I finished making it..

Yeah, so I'm going to have to wash that before I put candy in it...

Today was Tiki Marsala day, with naan bread...

Yeah, some of them got a wee bit dark, oops.  After the second rise, I flatten the little pieces of dough, brush them with olive oil and garlic, and put them in the panini maker for a few minutes.  I was sautéing a pan of shredded cabbage at the same time.

Emily just stopped by, wearing an N95 you'll be glad to know.   She wanted to check on Paul, as he is still quite sick.  He was back in bed today, mid morning, and I was very worried.  It just isn't like him, and it's been over ten days since he started feeling lousy.  She brought him some nasal stuff, and just wanted to see if he seemed to be breathing all right.  She works with a pulmonary doctor now, seeing patients in the clinic, and at the hospital.  It's nice, oh so nice, to have your own doctor in the family ha, even if she's a Nurse Practitioner.    She thought he seemed okay, there isn't much that can be done, this thing has to run it's course.  

Then there are these two:

Lazier than the day is long, as my mother would say.

Just for the record, the comment section gets a bit spicy sometimes, a little heated, and please please don't let that stop you from leaving one!  I sincerely welcome different points of view.  I am programmed that way because duh, I have teenagers.  I've had teenagers under my roof for over 23 years in a row now, a constant flow of them..same play, different actors ha...teenagers can't help it, they are obstinate, strong, and everything that is remotely cool is something that mom couldn't possibly understand.  Some of them lie in wait, for mom to fall into the argument trap.  So along the way, I've learned just a little bit, to listen and keep my mouth shut, to respect them and treat them like they're grown up.

Anyway, I am super distracted right now, can you tell from the above paragraph?  I get an idea, and then the dog wants to go out, the kids are in here, Kathryn texted thanking me for her birthday gift, even though shh, it was lame...a gift card, a water bottle, and a water bottle brush/cleaning kit.    So off I go, to text with Kap, and talk to the kids...