So, this morning I made pancakes because, well, it just seemed like the thing to do and my hands were free for a little bit.

Avadore is quite fond of pancakes. He ate the following:

An A, a V, an I, a peace sign, a bear, and a Frank the Rabbit, pre-Donnie. There's a Gir still waiting to be eaten.

And I'm a good mother -- I ate the post-Donnie Frank the Rabbit pancake.

I also ate a pelican.

And now for the writing. I haven't decided if there's a bit of editing I'm going to do, or if I'm going to write or do some pre-writing. I'm still waiting to get back in the groove again. And I wish I wasn't such a slow writer. I mean, I can write things really quickly, but that doesn't mean any of it is necessarily any good.