Yesterday - as planned - I baked up a double batch of caramel popcorn. That's two cups of unpopped popcorn kernels. I popped them in 4 batches (because that's how big my biggest pareve pot is), and they baked on 4 trays - which means 4 hours of my day because I can only bake 1 tray at a time.
Since I was home with Buzz the fact that I swept the whole apartment was an accomplishment in itself. Ayala stopped by for a while to hang out. She's awesome. She arrived while I was armpit deep in caramel, saw that the sink was overflowing with dishes to wash, and just washed them. That's not the only reason she's awesome - but I was extremely grateful for her help.
This morning I spent a while contemplating spending all day in bed - but realized that it would be a real shame not to bake any hamentashen - especially considering the fact that I'd prepped a batch of dough the day before.
After being cooped up in the house for two days because of the rain - both Buzz and I really needed to get out. So we called up The Crazy Lady and invited ourselves over for break-the-fast dinner. It was a very good idea. We went, we partied, we ate, we shook, we were merry, then we came home and parked down the block because every parking spot closer was already taken on account of the rain.