I had a nap, I was warm and cozy and woke up to the smell of my mother reheating the frozen gravy that someone put outside after dinner on Saturday, maybe Sunday.

After the nap I pretended that it was a new day entirely, because I got up at the same time I would have got up assuming I never went to the dentist. Before the nap I had a lovely little cry over the whole dentist experience. Now I'm good. I'm just going to pretend like it never happened.

I made blueberry muffins (my first batch of muffins since I was about five years old) and a batch of brownies with marshmallows in them. They are cooking as I type this, and I can't wait to try them.

Must go check on them.