Today ...

Today the kid was nice. There was cooperation. There were fewer tears. The work thing got done. And the cat ... well, the cat is still ill, but no worse. Which is nice.

But.

Today I packed lunch in a hurry. And since I'm the mom, what I end up doing is instead of doling out a portion, I just throw the entire package of something into my bag. Eat what I want, bring the rest back. And this week I'm trying to get more protein into my diet. Something besides dairy products and meat.

So I took peanut butter. In the jar. With a lid. That apparently wasn't screwed on tight enough on the way home.

Yeah.

So the inside of my nice, handknit and felted lunch bag is filled ... with half a jar of peanut butter.

Thank God it's the weekend.