I think I'm addicted.

Here I am, home for lunch, and the second thing I do is log onto here.  I checked out another new site, just because he checked out mine.  (The first thing I did was to ICQ my bf.  He's not there, apparently.  Now I've had the sense to log directly into his computer and annoy him.  *grin*)  Now I'm going to take off my coat and figure out what to eat.  Heh. 

I still haven't found the glass dish I was talking about, but last night Nate and I played with the greenhouse.  We also made blueberry muffins.  The funniest part, though, was when I was cutting up asparagus for dinner and he asked me "Wow, did that come out of the greenhouse??"  I explained that it would be several days at best before we started seeing plants in there, and that they'd be very small.  He responded "like -this- small?" holding his fingers about two inches apart.  :-D  I told him probably even smaller than that.  He's such a funny little person.  He decided he doesn't like asparagus very well, so he went and washed his own carrot to eat raw.  I forced him to give it up so I could trim off the stem bit, though.  It was not particularly clean, so I 'rinsed' it after I trimmed the end.  And mister I don't like Mushrooms was chowing down the portobellos last night.  I finally broke the news that those were mushrooms.  "Oh, I thought they were meat."  Nope, no meat in MY meals, thankyouverymuch.  He also wanted to know why it's called a greenhouse if it's not green and looks nothing like a house.  There's just no pleasing the kid. 

OK, off to actually -eat- something.