funny face ella

funny face ella
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Here is Ella. She is telling a story. She is often quite animated when she talks. Notice she is eating her bread by pulling out one little crumb at a time. And NO CRUST.

Bread

Bread
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And here we the fridge stuff, which is amazingly easy. I have also stirred up round two with whole wheat flour. After I finished I read the book a little and noticed that there is a whole wheat recipe already, which I didn't follow. oh well.

Swifty

Swifty
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Here is my new thing I'm making. Please ignore the gun toting weirdo. This particular one is just a smidge small because I was initially just making the dishcloth and changed course mid way through.

Multigrain Bread Extroardinaire

Multigrain Bread Extroardinaire
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Here is my version of the bread my mom knocked my socks off with last week. This time I am going to make it with whole wheat flour and I'm going to make a little egg wash to stick the flax seeds on. Except people mostly hated the flax seeds.... but I like them.

suddenly

it was sucky! I was just feeling the other day that it's nice even in this completely dismal and dark part of the year to have navigated fairly certainly through the more and more familiar rocks of insanity that usually crash my little floater. But this year it's the other half that's gone round the bend. Had to tell him this morning that its not really cool to expect everyone to kowtow to the crazy, it's kinda gotta get checked from the inside. The most annoying part is that things are soooooo bad for him that nothing else anyone else says is even remotely close to how horrid his day was. So I've been solo parenting which didn't used to be my forte this time of year. And I haven't been able to get a good yoga practice in more than once a week if that, which is the even more amazing part, but I've been practicing something every day whether it's baking or knitting or cello or bass or reading. Whatever it is is done with intention. and it's working woohoo

Toad

This past week has settled into my midsection in a way that makes me feel like a toad. Also, why is it a big surprise to my husband that when he ditches the family unannounced for an evening it can make me severely cranky? Why is this news? Yesterday he calls me, after I had already dropped Abbey off at scouts to tell me that he wouldn't be home in time for me to go get her. I had already told Ashley's mom (who by the way cannot drive currently because she got caught driving Ashley without a car seat) that I could bring her home. So I had to drop Ella off at Mimi's, pick up Abbey and Ashley, drop Ashley off, go get Ella and then come home. Then when I get home I am told that he's off on some other adventure. Why not wait a half hour? i said, in a half hour it is bedtime and you could tuck your children in since you have not seen them all day. oh no, he had to go right then 1/2 hour before bedtime. So this morning there is some business to take care of. When there is business from Abbey's school I always leave it either in his in box or somewhere else obvious but unless I specifically draw his attention to it he either just throws it out without looking at it or yells about why did I leave this stuff out. so you'd look at it, that's why. So we're not quite half way into year 1 of the 26 years of combined schooling our girls will have before they graduate high school and I am not counting pre-school, so here we are, half way through the year and the habits that are forming are not conducive to me getting my work in every day. This will have to change. Maybe when they are both in school all day maybe then I will be able to get stuff done during the day but currently I need to have some time in the evening. Pretty much every day would be nice. So this business really pissed me off. It was as if the conversations that I remember having hadn't happened and it was as if the envelope had not been sitting out on the table for a week.



yeah.

lack

of motivation is the word of the day. Well, it was yesterday but today's going to be practicing day. I got my new bread book so I get to read on that a little. I really want to make some progress on Ella's Mitten, I've finished the cuff and next is the thumb gusset.

So my mom made the most delicious and beautiful bread for us yesterday, she's got skills, that one.

I realized yesterday that when my yoga practice takes a back seat is when the all consuming rage and anger problem sprouts her ugly tentacled head. But then there's this site, which is always so persistent in reminding me to just try again.

ack gotta go