Mr Music must be in rare form as he has now earned a second post in a row.
He has a knack for combining things in previously-unthought-of ways, and especially in finding "accessories" for favored stuffed buddies. One of those buddies is my little gingerbread boy, Nutmeg.
At our hotel breakfast buffet, Mr Music helped himself to a little honey packet and then washed it out and told me to save it for a piepan for Nutmeg. But was Nutmeg content to wait till pie day? Oh, no. Today I was baking bread and Nutmeg wanted his own loaf of bread. Looks like Nutmeg is a good baker:
And, care to guess what Mr Music has been reading at bedtime based on his vocabulary in this statement to me: "I am going to quaff some tea"?
One quick note from Miss Dog Lover which I never did make sense of today. Devastatingly Handsome was grilling hot dogsand burgers, and sent Miss Dog Lover around to find out who wanted what, and how many. After I ordered my burger, I asked what she was having. She said, "Either four or two and a half hot dogs." Now, where do you get from four to two and a half?
I noticed she had two. Looks like Devastatingly derailed her best laid plan. | 
