Touring museums always triggers in me the desire to converse in another language. I mentioned this to my dear while we were resting and people watching after viewing the Eckersberg exhibition. He just widened his eyes and said he doesn't speak any foreign languages well enough to converse. That is not necessary. My sister an I often carry on conversations that sound like Greek, Spanish, Italian, Hindi with appropriate hand gestures and intonation (and even some correct vocabulary thrown in).

If you are kitchen geek, you can grate fresh nutmeg into your mac and cheese sauce for a great flavour. If you are a clutzy kitchen geek, like me, you can drop your whole nutmeg into the sauce, twice.

It's always something!

Today I was doing some painting and stopped at the kitchen sink to wash out my brush. I felt something wet on my foot and looked down to see green tinted water (from the paint) seeping into a puddle on the floor. A quick inspection found nothing wrong so I swiped up the puddle and continued. More green water on the floor. A thorough inspection with running water showed that the sink drain pipe has broken horizontally into two pieces that looked whole but leaked. I pushed at the leak and the pipe separated. Removing the two ends of the pipe took over an hour. I spent a good bit of that time trying to turn one not the wrong way. I learned "Left loosy, Righty tighty" but only one of the three was threaded in that manner. My hands hurt. In the U-trap I found a paintbrush and three very nasty looking popsicle sticks (and loads of disintegrating food bits). I took all the parts to the local hardware store and they gave me the new parts. I got home and started putting it together and found that a)the pipe needs to be shortened with a hacksaw and b)I was missing a washer. My problem is that a)I am horrible at straight line cutting and b)it had started sleeting and our driveway was a mess.

I'm cooking dinner and just realized that we have no paper plates.