It’s already a little late… so why not kill some more time.
Today was wonderful. Since it snowed last night I was forced (for safety of course) to remain in bed until almost 1pm. It’s okay though, I talked it over with Jesus, he’s cool with it.
Dad came to visit this last Thursday evening after I’d finished with some showcase setup for Saturday. We had ribs, ribs that had been marinated for almost 3 full days, ribs that smelled amazing marinating every time I opened the fridge, and ribs that were just a bit too big to be from a pig. We had cow ribs. How utterly disappointing.
But all was not a disaster, as he did come bearing gifts. Mom hasn’t used the bread machine in a while, so I thought I could take a crack at some homemade breads. He also brought three mixes that she still had lying around. That should have been the first red flag. But the question is, How long does it take for an air-sealed bread mix to go bad?
Mom sent spice cake. I had to take a step down from the ol’ “healthy eating” plan for tonight. Okay, maybe for the week.
And for the political comment: Good thing Z-man decided to declare war on democracy. Don’t worry everybody, he just wanted to make sure we know he hates freedom.








