Revelation

I tried a MIM recipe that had been on the back page of my Diet Recipe notebook for a long, long time.  It had an ingredient that I wasn't familiar with (wheat gluten) and I couldn't imagine how all the "one teaspoons" of things could add up to BISCUIT.  This morning I decided to experiment.  Yes.  It tastes like a biscuit.  I split the cake in half, toasted it and topped it with butter.  JOY.  I would have swooned with the addition of some blackberry jam, but didn't.

So many of these wheat free baked (microwave) goods read like chemistry experiments and taste like them. It was comforting to find a recipe that worked (for a change).  I can see this being a delightful addition to some sausage and egg on a day when I splurge with more carbs than usual.

I also was digging in the book case and found my original recipe book (which I carry on trips) and there was the Induction Chili recipe I had been looking for for weeks.  I actually thought I was going crazy.  Thinking I had this recipe written down (in the other book) and not finding it.  Gaslighting myself.

I also found a new blog which I will add to the sidebar after finishing this post.  The current post is a tutorial on making "perfect" reverse appliqué circles.  Tiny ones.  There is nothing I love more than perfection in appliqué.  This is a way to add dots to things already made and finished.  Back, cut, turn and admire. Repeat as needed.

I decided NOT to make handmade cards this Christmas.  I wasn't feeling the "spirit" just now.  What had always been a joy was now feeling like a responsibility.  I think I will bake cookies instead.

I have heard of a website called "auto-correct on iPhone" where they have the top 10 hilarious text messages where auto correct has inserted the word it "thinks" you are spelling into the text.  In the paragraph before this one, auto correct typed in "I think I will bake collies".  Trust me, they aren't this tame.

I also decided not to make a list of the things G doesn't do anymore.  Like vacuum the cars, check the tire pressure, wash the cars, sweep out the garage before winter, cut back the irises, vacuum the house floors.  That was just what I could think of this minute.  Instead, he lays down on the couch and reads until he falls asleep.  He does walk the dog, but off leash.  More fun for the dog and G can walk slow.  When I walk Riley on the leash, we walk faster.  I worry that all this "slowing" down will eventually become permanent.  And he will do nothing but nap on the couch.  I feel like I already carry too much of the household burden. I hardly have time for my arts and crafts anymore. Hell, I said I wasn't making a list and then I did.

I would like to get more art done when I get furloughed in a few weeks (or days).  After I cook, clean, wash and iron. I get so tired of doing all these things, over and over and over.  And taxes are just on the horizon and my car needs a check up and oil change.  And new wipers.  Going to work is actually a relief.

Time to feed the dog his lunch, get dressed, move the darks to the dryer and add the white load to the washer, fold the second white slipcover and put it away, make the bed,vacuum the floors, clean the glue gun and Gingerbread stuff off the dining room table, sort the catalogs and see if I can order anything for delivery by Christmas, put lights on Fatso the Tree (even though she is still crooked in the stand) and make something for supper tonight --after walking the dog.