When you go to Dairy Queen, why do they always give you your ice cream before your other food? This is especially inconvenient when you've ordered a cone or something particularly messy. I don't get it.

I have not been doing anything very exciting lately. Diva has found a new joy in life. Playing in the toilet water. This disgusts me to no end but I'm pretty sure that when I tell my father about it he might lose his lunch. Diva's new hobby makes a lot more work for me because instead of just making sure the gate is closed and then letting her wander, I need to follow her any time she leaves the room. Of course there isn't such a thing as a toilet lock in the Tiny Town and the bathroom door doesn't latch for various reasons that I will someday have the ambition to address.

The girls and I went out to a pumpkin patch last weekend to pluck our own pumpkins so now we have six of them hanging around the house. Can you bake with pumkins you just pluck from the patch or buy from the huge pile in the grocery store? Or do you need to buy pumpkins that are especially grown for food use? Hmmmm, this requires googling.


What's for dinner?: Dairy Queen, weren't you listening? But last night was homemade Chicken Noodle Soup. Tiny saw it and said "I'm not sick!"