Saturday Morning


This is a bread baking day.  Mainly because all I have is store bought bread and I would prefer my stuff over that.  Yeh, I’m kinda sorta picky at times.  It’s nice outside anywho and the house isn’t going to be overheated with the windows and doors open.  It just makes it a good day for some baking today.


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I think this is the part where you are to write something clever and witty about yourself. I’m solidly locked in middle age and content with myself. I love to travel to see and experience new things, new foods and new drink. I also like to cook and bake mainly because I like to eat. And I found out that I’m pretty good at both. I'm not a professional blogger nor do I want to be. I'll leave that to others while I'll kick back and post whatever suddenly pops into my brain. I'm more spontaneous anyway. And the rest we’ll just kinda sorta figure out as we go along. Feel free to leave comments or even just to say "Hello". Find me at:

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      1. Yes, George and Weezie tried all those tactics on us, too. George even threw up on the first puppy toy we brought home before getting the puppy. He was really telling us his opinion.
        Weezie continually smacked the puppy in the face unwavered by my warnings of the puppy’s future size.
        We still got one. (S)he who earns the paycheck makes the decisions.

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