Gah! Overslept...

I was going to try my hand at granola bars today, thinking I had all the ingredients, and wouldn't that make a great snack for climbing a mountain? Except, looking through my pantry, I have no oats, and I am not sure about using oatmeal as a substitute —I'm worried about texture and consistency, and today doesn't seem right for experimentation. Sparing myself unnecessary stress is the name of the game, so no granola bars. I am disappointed. I also can't think where I would get just plain oats in this city that's so fond of processed foods.

The banana bread is in the oven, and the silver lining is that I now have time to go poke at the garden and see if any of the tomatoes have ripened. I am experimenting with the banana bread, and have put some of the mixture in a bundt pan, to see if it'll come out well that way. I will have to keep an eye on it to make sure I don't overcook it, but otherwise I can't see that it'll make a huge difference.

Then I have to dig out bedding for the guests tonight, put the beds together, and after that with any luck I'll be golden.

Now if only I had awoken at the time I'd wanted to, I might not be feeling quite as rushed.

The problem with purring cats...

...is that they make one veeeeery reluctant to get anything done. Really, I could sit here all day with Smudge in my lap, purring, and do nothing else at all.

Also, reading Naomi Novik's novels in quick succession results in very vivid dreams about dragons.

Okay. Gotta go set up beds.