Sorry I am late posting today. The Day got away from me.
We had a project. To cut back the Pussy Willow tree by the front porch. To hard prune the Peach tree. I though we were just going to "consider" cutting the flowering tree by the side of the house close to the power lines. But we-- husband --went to get the chain saw and then the ladder and then...we were off to the races.
At the point where husband went to get some rope we were getting me very nervous around the power lines- I walked down the street and asked our younger neighbor if he would assist. Holding the rope. The two guys got the heavy tree down with out any sparks. And now the outside work is done for 2020.
My second loaf of bread is wet. Moist. Not bad but still not right. I have no idea what went wrong as I am measuring everything. I guess I will have to weigh the flour. Baking is more about weights than measures. The first loaf was great.
Last night I started watching Burlesque on the E channel. Usually they show Devil Wears Prada. This new movie- Burlesque is the same. Cher instead of Streep. Stanley Tucci doing costumes instead of fashion. I had to stop watching to go to bed. It was late- so I didn't get to the scene where the dancer singer from a small Town is sharing a house with the bartender at the Burlesque Theater. He's completely naked. With only a sort of well placed box of cheese crackers- which he offers her. "Want some?".
This movie has many many of the Hallmark Bingo plot points. Meet cute. Saves the theater from bankruptcy by singing after the head singer gets too drunk to go on with the show. Sharing of cheese crackers. Roommates. Rich guy who is the Bad guy (I think). And it matches up to the plot points in the Devil Wears Prada. There really are NO NEW ideas on TV anymore. The Cheese Crackers was a first for me. Probably only me.
Well, I am tired. It's now pitch black outside. And I am feeling sleepy. Husband is taking a shower and dumping more clothing into the laundry basket. He was really exhausted by the ladder climbing and used his inhaler. I was glad I got the guy down the road to help out.
1 comment:
I make bread more by "feel" than by any "measure" ... and if I haven't made any for a while it takes several tries before I get it right
of course, that means there are times when things come out exactly right and with no measure to record, I have no way to duplicate the success ... oh well, even "bad" homemade bread is better than anything packaged
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