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I took my cozzerole to the boys this morning, That Sprout in tow. The good news: Everyone loved it! The bad: I never went to sleep last night. I caught a couple of cat naps throughout the day, but I'm looking forward to some real sleep very soon. Before I head off to bed, I want to record for posterity some of the things that happened to me today.

The event that I made the cozzerole for was a pancake breakfast, so when we arrived there were 2 electric griddles set up in an office with 2 women making pancakes. There wasn't a whole lot else to eat - my dish, 2 different types of muffins, apples, oranges, and bananas. The room was very crowded and I had That Sprout in a stroller in order to keep her confined. She does not like to be confined, so I asked j^C if there was anything that she could destroy if I let her out. One of the women making pancakes looks at me and says something about keeping her away from the griddle. I don't know what I was thinking exactly, but I'll bet that my lack of sleep didn't help my attitude about it because I was kind of offended that she was even talking to me. I had not addressed her. I address my husband, so, stop talking. And she kept going on and on. Finally, when she was finished telling me how hot the griddle was I said "Well, if she touches it, she'll learn," and everyone was sufficiently appalled. For once, I didn't care.

There were no other wives there, and standing around with my banshee child among a lot of tired and sweaty men is not my idea of a good time, so after twenty minutes of so, we decided to leave. The problem was, we were trapped in the parking lot until 7:30. It was 6:50 when I got in the car. Alas. Thankfully, that Sprout fell asleep and it was just me vs. a whole lot of stupid pedestrians. As I was trying to make my way back to the highway some guy WALKED OUT IN FRONT OF MY CAR! I nearly hit him. He did not seem to comprehend that walking in front of a moving vehicle is a mea culpa on his part. So, there I was slamming on brakes in the middle of an intersection all up and in amongst heavy traffic. Yay.

It took me a solid twenty minutes to travel less than 2 miles, but at close to 8 am, I made it to the highway. Half an hour later I was home, safe and sound and in bed. The rest of my day was more or less a blur, but I am happy to report that That Sprout was a model citizen throughout the haze.