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Three Good Things for Saturday, February 24

Today has been chores and music. Usually one of our family weekend days is about recovering from the past week and getting our shit together for the coming week, and the other ends up being an outing or activity. Not sure how adventurous we'll be tomorrow with the two new kitties to consider, but at any rate, three good things on this housework day:

1. Kids rediscovering the classics.

Isaac has been listening to Strong Bad Sings recently (it's amazing how much of "the system is down" he has memorized), and it inspired Lucas to make this masterpiece:
A drawing of Trogdor the Burninator, 
by Lucas, age 9. 
Burning huts, fields, and peasants
are featured prominently.

2. Caturday.

A young orange tabby cat, Leo,
poses regally in a slanty sunbeam
by the kitchen stove.

3. Pancakes.

Me making pancakes for the kids has become a cornerstone of the weekend. I cut the dry ingredients liberally with almond flour, so each kid only gets one plate-sized pancake, and I get to tell myself that I'm providing a nutritious breakfast for them. The local community radio station, WORT 89.9 FM, has great Saturday morning programming, so usually by the time the pancakes are on the table the music has transitioned from the 8-10am program, Soul Sessions, to the 10am-noon program, Entertainment with John Kraniak. Entertainment is an encyclopedic journey through "old time jazz, swing, and a bit of blues," and has been holding down Saturday mornings on WORT since literally before I can remember. I'll write more about Soul Sessions next Saturday.

A pancake with a flipper resting atop it sits
in a stainless steel pan on an electric stovetop,
next to an empty pan and a bright red tea kettle.


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