Coming up for air

Oh wow, I feel like I'm on the streets of Pamplona, running faster than ever to escape the bulls of busy. I never like to pack but am procrastinating even more than usual right now, Tom is out of town, I just remembered I'm the fruit-mom tomorrow for Ol's class (what can I cut and serve??), the applications are haunting me and so forth. You are probably all having similar days, but again, wow!Do y'all know what baffles me? When you're in a parking garage, and people are strolling -literally- up the middle of the ramps. They're in a parking garage and either just parked or did so earlier. This suggests others are doing the same and are, thus, driving. Move to the sides peeps!

Invention

I wish there were such a thing as a flour glove. You could wear it when dealing with any sort of tacky dough so that you wouldn't stick to it, wouldn't need to add too much excess flour, wouldn't have to decrust yourself after every loaf of bread or batch of scones made. I don't mind getting my hands dirty(!) but I think this would be a fab addition to any kitchen. Just an idea.