mm popovers

i swear to god, every single time i have a day like this..i say to us "us, why do we always forget how good a day like this feels and how much i enjoy it even in the midst of it because of how 'hard' it sounds or lazy i feel?"
because today the hottub was cleaned out and the bathroom scrubbed and the kitchen cleaned and rearranged and popovers made and dinner made and weeding done and living room cleaned (not all by me, some by hans of course)
and the whole time i just felt so ... good and healthy and happy to see things falling into order.
my secret: i like order.
my other secret: i actually deeply believe i don't like order.
this leads to a lot of silly unhappiness.

so silly.

i think we'll go see batman now.

p.s. fresh hot popovers with butter is just about one of the most delightful things ever.
i mean. how could they not be with a name like "popovers"

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