Funny you should ask. . . .I just got done mixing dough for white bread in a bowl that cannot, I repeat, cannot handle 10 cups of flour! I may as well mixed it on the floor. I am currently letting it rise to then "punch down", rise again and then make into loaves. Lets hope that I did not waste my time making 2 shoe shaped bricks, but lovely loaves of bread. My creativity is in baking tonight. For dinner, I have cooked myself good old egg noodles and french dressing (don't knock it til you've tried it).
On a slightly different note, I have been repeatedly reminded that I am facing a very monumental, and from stories that I have heard, traumatic day . . . the end to my twenties :( One of my co-workers asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I told her that I wanted to go out and get sh!* faced. (my attempt at PG but keeping the story real). She laughed and said it was a plan.
How's your garden? Is it inside now? Our Step mother informed me that her tomatoes have taken over 1/2 of the kitchen in their house.
I also talked to Dad and he is embarking on yet another wild adventure in his, not busy enough, world.
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