Good morning, all! Today I am back to the McGlinnventory. I guess the pushy office manager who was all for evicting us has calmed down although I hear we are being moved to another office. When I get back here later, I have to deal with more Moross scores.
Beyond that, we had a helluva storn last night with lots of really loud thunder and lightning. I slept very poorly through most of it. I haven't heard if there's any problem on the subways with flooding, but it could be a problem navigating my way to the East Side this morning.
TOD: I related it yesterday. My only memories of my mother's worst kitchen moments were the occasional explosion of the pressure cooker and the sound of the lid hitting the ceiling before the thud when it landed. Because my mother was insane, her cooking was either really good or really atrocious. I remember that I never knew cookies weren't necessarily burned to a crisp until I got into school and saw and tasted what other mothers baked.
