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Mar. 20th, 2008 07:49 amI called in sick to work. Mmm, delicious gratuitous day off.
I really am feeling rotten, and I'm tired too, so it's not without merit. Not rotten enough that I couldn't haul my ass into a suit and in to work, but rotten enough that when R said "Call in sick, we'll have a movie day" I caved. It's not really for my sake, since That Girl is over, but it should be a nice quiet day, anyway.
Also, my Easter present arrived (why mum sends Easter presents I'm not sure, but it was nice to come home to). It is a horizontal-loaf bread machine, and it is my preciouss. As much as I love making bread by hand, I also love the idea of dumping a bunch of ingredients into a pan, walking away, and coming back three hours later to BREAD.
It's the staff of life, you know.
Last night I made a loaf and left it out so R could have some if he wanted. He told me "I had some bread, but I'm not sure I prepared it right."
Wondering what the wrong way to prepare bread was, I said, "What did you do to it?"
"I dipped it in ranch dressing."
Imaginative. Not wrong. I just have to keep telling myself that.
Ommmmm nom nom nom fresh french bread.
I really am feeling rotten, and I'm tired too, so it's not without merit. Not rotten enough that I couldn't haul my ass into a suit and in to work, but rotten enough that when R said "Call in sick, we'll have a movie day" I caved. It's not really for my sake, since That Girl is over, but it should be a nice quiet day, anyway.
Also, my Easter present arrived (why mum sends Easter presents I'm not sure, but it was nice to come home to). It is a horizontal-loaf bread machine, and it is my preciouss. As much as I love making bread by hand, I also love the idea of dumping a bunch of ingredients into a pan, walking away, and coming back three hours later to BREAD.
It's the staff of life, you know.
Last night I made a loaf and left it out so R could have some if he wanted. He told me "I had some bread, but I'm not sure I prepared it right."
Wondering what the wrong way to prepare bread was, I said, "What did you do to it?"
"I dipped it in ranch dressing."
Imaginative. Not wrong. I just have to keep telling myself that.
Ommmmm nom nom nom fresh french bread.