In all my work, I try to say - 'You may be given a load of sour lemons,
why not try to make a dozen lemon meringue pies?'
- Maya Angelou
This has been some week. Rain, rain and more rain is keeping us inside, despite the discovery of the rubber boots (or, as we say, the solving of the Great Mystery of the Missing Rubber Boots). We finally purchased the doors to our wall-to-wall closet/dressing unit in the office; instead of being watched by a jumble of sheets and blankets, mountains of mismatched shoe boxes, tools and photo props shoved willy-nilly into spare spaces and clothes hanging accusingly ("Why don't you ever wear ME?"), we now have the elegance and luxury of sliding glass doors. And I baked. Twice.