My friends. Help me.
Somethings wrong.
Desperately, desperately wrong.
It's Friday morning. I love Fridays. I love
But not this one. I feel stale. Fuzzy.
I feel abandoned. Empty. Dry.
I feel weak. Like death. Like I am going to die. I am dead.
What is this?! A gift from heaven? Sweet nectar to bring me back to life? My knight in shining
I love Fridays.
Y’all, sometimes life is just sloppy. It’s messy. It’s downright dirty. We have entered into a busier season in our lives. Stu has been staying incredibly busy with the school,…
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Important matters of business today. Very important. As every day, really. After all, baking bread, redecorating, and potty training is how the West was won – wasn’t it? Nevermind. Let’s…
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I’m not quite sure how it happened. And yet, here I am. Staring at small stacks of beautiful and fresh curriculum books. It makes me want to sharpen pencils. And,…
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And as experience is the best teacher, I’m here to share with you how to bake better bread at home. Save yourself years of bad loaves. My many baking flops are your gain. Here’s how to bake better bread at home.
This is too funny, thanks for the laugh : )