Happy Pancake Day! I’m getting off easy this year, since I won’t be fasting tomorrow; we celebrate and then just quietly carry on into Lent. (Mr. Book willingly cooperates with my Catholicism, but is not himself Catholic.) I am making pancakes for dinner—during a moment of insanity, I considered making pancakes for breakfast and dinner—and that’s about the extent of our celebration today. How do those of you who recognize it mark the day? I know it’s not Pancake Day for everyone.
The Snerks was up at 3:30 this morning (a rarity for him), and so I am fried and he is walking backwards. I meant this to be longer, but my brain is over.