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Saturday I walked to Limitless Park, but didn't see anything to buy at the Winter Market -- except stuff that I ought not to eat.
Sunday was a good day to walk to church, but I got distracted and came upstairs so late that I couldn't get into a pew without disrupting the service, so I sat at a table in the space between the sanctuary and the nursery. Pity we have no young couples, as that is a splendid nursery that gives the mothers a fine view of the service.
I pretty much frittered Monday, but did get the last piece of the jersey cut, put into the folder I made from a large cardboard box, and shoved under the bed. I hope to mark bias lines on the remaining hemp and make cinnamon sugar today even though it's nearly noon and I've just finished breakfast.
I drove to Kroger yesterday for a few things we were out of, and picked up a delightful toasted roast beef and cheese sub at JimmyJohn's on the way back. As usual, I parked in Kroger's spot nearest to JimmyJohn and walked across the street.
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Cinnamon sugar made from grated pilloncillo has the mouthfeel of powdered sugar.
Grating got easier as I went down the cone. Partly because the percentage of soft middle got larger, partly because the soft middle got softer, but mostly because a larger area was against the grater.
Dave was shocked when I put the entire envelope of cinnamon in, but I can barely taste it -- mexican cinnamon is about half as strong as cassia. But I think it's mostly because cinnamon has to be wet to give up its flavor. I should make cinnamon toast for my bedtime snack.
Got a start at one bias line.
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When Dave called me in to correct some mistakes in Quicken, all the receipts in the envelope were in perfect order!
I read in today's paper that I will host a party on June 28.
I marked a back and a front on the hemp this afternoon.
Toaday's ride was to dump some unwanted condensed milk in the charity cupboard at Bomy Singh's. There was nothing there but the pallet it used to sit on. The last time I left something there, there was nothing in the cupboard but a couple of dispirited bags of beans or lentils or somesuch.
In compensation, the pork roast I bought at Kroger on the way home was (and the remainder still is) delicious. I pushed it to one side of my second-smallest skillet, filled the space with vegetables, baked at 450° five minutes, put on the lid and redueced the heat to 350°, baked for the rest of the hour. Our oven leaks, and doesn't take long to drop after being turned down.
I also pre-heated the lid before taking it out and putting the meat in.
On Thursday evening, we went to the emergency room instead of going to bed, and we kept a very early appointment with the eye doctore the next morning. I wasn't worth much on Friday, but after a good nap, I drove to Zales for the antibiotic the emergency-room doctor prescribed for the bleeding, then got groceries at Kroger.
Dave is interviewing a new accounting program that runs on Linux.
Bummer. I just read that one should not consume dairy products after taking levothyroxine. I was looking forward to a mug of hot milk before going back to bed.
We went to Dr. King yesterday morning. Today I expect Sandra M. at eight, and a trainee and a teacher at ten or eleven. I've laid out a flannel gown to answer the door in.
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Sorting papers, I came across an ad that summarizes current society perfectly: "Protect what's important: your home, your life, your automobile."
You don't appreciate how vital and sacred the automobile is until you try to leave the house without one.
Dave has a new sonic stud finder. He ordered it because he was short of pegs to hang his clothes on and wanted to install the peg board that I bought at a craft fair a long time ago.
I promptly commandeered the peg nearest the outlet so that I could resume storing my cell phone in my pants pocket.
I washed a load of dish towels and cleaning rags and hung them in the sun for the first time this year. I gave up cleaning the clothesline after fully dirtying both sides of a freshly-washed rag. The stains are kinda green, so I think it is something growning in the braided line. Surprisingly, I didn't need to tighten the line.
Also washed a pair of sheets, and dried them in the dryer.
There was just one extra worker yesterday, not a trainee, but someone thinking of applying for a job, judging by overheard conversations.
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