How Am I Doing?
I just found out a few hours ago that Father's Day is *this* Sunday, not *next* Sunday which means I don't have it totally together, I'm totally late.

I fed my sourdough this evening and just noticed a blob of white flour-y paste on my foot. Not sure how that happened.

I wanted to watch the soccer game (Netherlands v. France) but first thought I'd whip up a quick treat for the writers meeting tomorrow and didn't really clue in how long I would be standing there stirring to get my damn caramel made. I skipped the game and could barely keep my eyes open during the highlight show. The Italy v. Romania game looked like a good one, too.

I did not finish one thing today. I'm busy most of tomorrow. I'm not confident I'm holding it together. BUT: I have baby turnips. And also, apparently, a frankenhand.