And coffee is the nectar of the gods.
Or at least, it's handy in a pre-party pinch. Since tomorrow afternoon, I'm scheduled to take the kids to a camping sleepover birthday party (in the rain! at the KOA!) tomorrow afternoon, my time is limited in which to clean the house & finish copy editing my father-in-law's translation of his friends post-WWII Romanian memoir. Only 100 pages to go!
D has had a once-a-year mocha and is painting the livingroom. Aren't we the crazy kids?
The midnight oil multiple candle-end burning fest should wind down Sunday night. Yes indeedy. It's fun until then, though!
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