We did not have small children today. It was quiet. It was weird. For four days we had small children and suddenly they were gone.
The snow fell on us through- out the night, beautiful, fluffy, lake effect snow. It was stuck to the tree branches and piled atop the cars. If I was just a little more spry and active, I might have wandered off into the orchard again, but it was cold and after the bus came for Emma, I wandered back int hehouse instead.
I did laundry the semi-old fashioned way. I washed them the new fangled way, in my washing machine, and then I draped them around the wood stove and hung them up to dry. I found a handy dandy clothes dryer at Aldi on Saturday and it is truly a godsend. Between it and an old crib side, on which I hung socks and underwear, the clothes dried in a few hours time. Then I tossed them into the dryer for a cold air fluffing. (Aren't I a genius?)
This afternoon I baked two loaves of bread, just to show My Darling that I truly do love him as much as my dear daughter in law Michele loves my son Jim. It was pretty easy to mix up the dough in my Kitchen Aide mixer. What a handy attachment that dough hook is! Now I am back on James' good side, I think... At least until I sneak around the other side again.
I won't bother to tell you about the batch of cookies I ruined... Okay, maybe I will. It was a double batch. They were supposed to be yummy, but they didn't turn out right. I messed up and used baking powder instead of baking soda. Blah! Tomorrow I shall attempt to remedy what is left of the uncooked dough.
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