How a great big cat like Robby can squeeze himself between the blind slats is beyond me. I just sit here and watch the show. He really enjoys sitting on the window sill behind the closed blinds. Getting out from behind the blinds is usually more the problem, and he is more successful in his escape artistry some times more than others.

I have the distinct feeling the previous sentence made no sense. But that's okay, you can blame it on homemade pizza. Tonight I made homemade pizza, salad and pumpkin custard. My dad said maybe I could sell pizza. Well, yes I could if the general public would be willing to pay $10 a slice. Because, you see, it takes me HOURS to make two pizzas, salad and pumpkin custard. And when you sprinkle organic cheeses on the pizza, actually, you would be lucky to break even selling it for $10 a slice. No, I do not think I'm cut out for selling pizza on the sidewalk.

And just so we are all clear on this, pumpkin custard, Martha Stewart's, I believe, is exactly precisely pumpkin pie without crust. But it's good. I always appreciate the added decadence of crust though, don't you? I would never put whipped cream or ice cream on top of or next to pie. BUT, I would most certainly lay a crust under it, and, if it's apple pie, over it, too. Same for any fruit pie. Now, meringue is another story, compared to ice cream and whipped cream. Meringue on custard or cream or gelled (word?) pies is quite the ticket to sheer bliss.

My friend, who is whip smart, just gave me a recipe for sinus sufferers. She studies herbs and ailments and matches them up for a cure. Here's what you do. You mix 1 teaspoon garlic powder, 1/4 teaspoon cayenne and 1/4 teaspoon vitamin C powder. You mix up several portions at once. Then you take one teaspoon of the mixture and mix it with RAW honey. Then, my friends, you try to eat it.

After one dose of this fire ball, I'd say it does more than clear the sinuses. I got all flushed, watery eyes, throat red hot and basically was hanging on to life by a thread. I had to guzzle a whole bottle of water to douse the fire. Mike said, I don't think this is for you. It's supposed to give you energy, too. I tried it a second time, which was today. The first time was yesterday. Maybe you become accustomed to it once your tongue, throat are all burned up and your nerves are history?

The funny thing is, my friend says to take the fire ball every two hours. Well, some things in life I can guarantee you are never going to happen. And making a full time job of incinerating myself is one of those things. That is never going to happen. I believe in moderation. Or less. WAY less.

You know what? I was reading Don Aslett's book How to Clean the Moosehead and 99 other weird housecleaning questions. Something like that. That's another thing I can guarantee you is never going to happen, a moosehead hanging over the mantel. Or anywhere. Anyway, I skipped to the back of the book, ha, ha, and read the section About the Author. That Mr. Aslett, I've always loved him. He is the funniest thing going, love all his books. Someone asked him if he still cleans after all these years. And you know what he said? Every chance he gets. Now why isn't that my philosophy? He said that nothing restores dignity and order to the human existence more than cleaning and taking care of the things we use. Something like that. Now that is just food for thought, plain and simple. Mr. Aslett is a fine man and his wife must be some lucky lady.

Mike's boss invited us to Germany in a few weeks, for a few days. Just found out. Now I need someone to stay at my house and sit with Jazzi and Robby. But my house is not dignified nor orderly, which means I'm not either. I wonder if I can whip myself and my house in shape before we go. So someone can stay in my house with dignity and order. Hmm, this is going to take some serious thought. Actually, it's going to take more than serious thought. WAAAAAAAY more.

Now I'm in a wad. Time to close shop.

I love BJH, she left a COMMENT! Hark! I just saw JEO left one, too. Now, we are clicking! Thank you, thank you! This calls for an immediate white bread, mayo and salami selebration sandwich. My dad can't live without meat on a pizza, so I bought salami and pepperoni. It was from the health food store.

The thought occurred to me that JEO and KEM both have E for middle initial. And they are both highly unsual middle names.

Wishing you all a beautiful fall weekend,
KEM