I plopped the bread out of the bowl and into my little casserole dish.
Cute!
Still, I think we're lacking something.
There! I've added a bunch of this tasty sel de cuisine stuff to the top that I got at the Golden Fig on Grand. It's my favorite. Okay, here we go. 30-35 minutes with the lid on then 5-15 minutes with the lid off.Baby crying.
Oh my sweet sassafrass. Just caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Paging Doctor Crazy! White courtsey phone! Seriously... I know I said I wasn't leaving the house, but was it necessary to go the whole day piling on warming agents without any concern about my appearance? The leggings are embarassing enough, but the booties... Well, I'll let you judge:
Yeah... I gotta go change. Hate to let the husband think I've completely stopped trying.
Speaking of trying, on my way to grab pants I grabbed a cookie instead. I'm going to get fat. Console myself with promise to get a banana next time the urge to grab a cookie hits. Five minutes later, I'm on the couch with a banana.
Baby sleeping (for real this time... I think.) I look less like a hot mess. Well, at least to the right set of eyes, my house is clean. (That right set of eyes may or may not be the subject of A&E's Hoarders.)
Okay, it's time to pull the bread.... Eli! Get out of the --
Sorry. Okay. Woa - oh! This looks promising...
Pretty!
I did it! I did it! I made bread!! YUM - it smells heavenly in here. That was easy... A little too easy. I must have done something wrong. How else to explain the fact that for once in my whole cotton pickin' life - I made BREAD! I can do anything!
Thank you everybody for all the encouragement and hanging with me throughout this goofy narrative. And sorry about the cat picture. It's just the world I live in. It's full of boys and there's a lot of boogers and poop involved. As penance I leave you with a tiny bit of baby cuteness.
I'm off to take a nap! That was exhausting.
Be sure to post how it tastes!
ReplyDeleteI have wasted so much stinking flour trying to make bread. Alas! I have given up. I used to make mountains of whole wheat pancakes soaked in yogurt and then froze them for breakfast food. Now after a pregnancy of eating generic Frosted Flakes and Honey Comb, do you think the boys will have any appreciation for the pancakes when I return to the kitchen?
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