Cake and Kitties

I woke up with the sunshine this morning. Stretching up sleepily, I reached for my toes, rolled out bed,  and tied on the tennies. It was time for my sunrise Tuesday/Thursday run. 
After a nice, heart-pounding jog, I was wide awake and ready to tackle some end-of-the-semester school work. Piropo wanted to help.

Ok, so that's a bit of a lie. I wanted Piropo to help, mainly in the form of reassuring snuggles....instead he spent most of the time trying vigorously to evade my clutches. 

Finally, I gave up the Elvira charade and settled back into my comfy bed to finish up my work-- snuggle-less, sadly, but much more productive. 

After a good bit of grading, I was feeling hungry, so I whipped up an Arepa de Maiz and popped it into the oven. It also seemed like a good time to do the weekly wash while it was baking. 

This time, I did have some willing helpers. 

Finally, with the clothes drying on the line, and the scent of warm vanilla wafting through the kitchen,  it was time for breakfast. 

So I headed to the patio, cut myself a nice big chunk of cake, and washed it down with a cold cup of green tea as my lovely city bustled to life below.
I just love mornings in Santiago.