Austin is currently taking a nap, which is surprising because I just choked on some apple juice, spraying it all over the newly mopped floor. It always happens. You finally convince somebody else to mop the floor (David) and then it's like there is some sort of all out war waged on the clean surface. The seven pounds of sand dropped on it yesterday was problematic, although the sound of the sand gliding effortlessly across the clean floor is almost soothing. Now there's an apple juice patch that will just have to sit because I need to get ready for my interview at the cheese counter. Hopefully the sand will stay on the other side of the room so we don't start to develop an apple juice AND sand patch.

In other news, my cat seems to have a cold...she keeps sneezing and she may have just thrown up in the hall. Good Lord.

I am so glad I'll be seeing Susie (pictured here with Austin and the top of a beer)at any moment . Now I just need some clean pants.