Another bookcase, a small kitchen island (this makes two) and a load of small item of heirloom silver and glass. I'm a little uncomfortable about the heirlooms, mostly because my children are not the Pirate's and it seems unfair to take these things out of the family by giving them to us. My conscience was eased by the Pirate's assurances that should either of his two cousins get married and/or have a family, we could pass them on to them.
We came home and immediately took the Baby Goddess out to see Madagascar. My hopes weren't high, so I wasn't disappointed. It was cute.
We came home and the Baby Goddess and I went on the hunt for the source of the big, black, biting ants marching across our deck. Armed with a large container of diazinon (me) and a water spray bottle (her), we followed the ants to a forbiddingly huge nest under our deck. We sprinkled and sprayed and I found a stand of mushrooms under the deck. I plucked one that was about 4" high and brought it inside.
A few minutes with the Audobon Field Guide to North American Mushrooms, and I think we've identified it. We have morrels growing under our deck. Considering that when you can get them in the store they can be upwards of $20/lb, I'm feeling sort of cautiously triumphant.