New Leaves

let me clear my throat....

Know that song? I absolutely love that song. It just makes me want to dance.

Well I'll be going to work tomorrow. I think I'll try to work ten hours or more if they let me, and Saturday too. I am feeling much better. I could have made it through today, but I was afraid when I woke up sweating that I wouldn't be able to. Well, I went about the housework liesurely at first. Then a little more avidly as time went on and I didn't feel like I was going to pass out, overheat, or start that damn cough. And... my voice is back. I'd say, 95%.

Winter really is upon us. It's pitch black outside and it's only six o'clock. And I keep reminding myself that it's winter, and not really that late. I got a bit done around the house tonight. A very good bit. I am quite proud of that, and I managed to whip out the old bread machine and give it a whirl.

Now, the breadmachine used to be Janet's. I don't know if she ever used it. I loved the woman, but she bought a lot of kitchenry that she bought, she hardly used. So, when she died, I got the bread machine. Tara sure wasn't gonna use it.

I don't know why, but, for some reason, I thought there was a missing part out of it. Well, having a close look at it. You know, where you actually lift the lid... and I find that it is in fact whole. So, I've had it for a few years before I am finally using it. So, I guess that's just like Janet.

Now, I am in love.

All you do is throw the stuff in there and let it do its thing. I watched it 'knead' for about five minutes.

It gets better than that.

It has a 'dough' cycle. For things like cookies, making pizza dough, pasta dough, dough dough dough!! So, all I have to do to make cookie dough is throw everything into this neat little pan, press a button and, voila! If this isn't the cats whiskers, I don't know what is.

I am suddenly not caring that it's the holidays. In fact, the holidays gives me excuse to use my new love.

Oh the baskets I can make...
Woo hoo.

If I was guy, I'd have jizzed five times already.

On a side note, I am wondering if anyone is really reading this in its entirety. Just know that I am boredasfuck, and therefore content to journal excessively.

I had another musing today. When I was thinking about quilts and how I like to make them but despise... let me pause for effect...

despise

putting the backing on them and sewing the top. That I can't seem to line it up and keep it lined up, and the damn thing ends up crooked. I'd rather eat pig dung. I don't like the 'prefabricated' quilts, call me picky, but i think it detracts.

I figured a way to make a nice quilt, and back it with just one layer. A layer that anyone would be happy to have. A fleece blanket. Now, I think that sounds perfect. A quilt on one side and fleece on the other... it's a win win situation.

I wish I could make ten of them this week, I could sell them at Winterfire.

Which is the next hippie retreat. no nekkid swimming this time.

But, that is Dec 17th.

And I'm gonna peddle my ass as a foot massager on that weekend. I give great foot massages.

I hope to have mass tales of debauchery for you regarding that weekend.

Dusty, corner your fricking boss, so we can get our tickets!!!

:)

and with that, I'm off to go have another look at my lovely bread maker.

xxx

Posted by hawkie at December 4, 2003 06:47 PM