And Then the Fires Happen
I have to admit, I'm in a bit of a quandary.
Two days ago, I was all excited for the Three Days of Silence. I had lists and ideas, thoughts and plans.
And then the fires happened.
I have to admit, I'm in a bit of a quandary.
Two days ago, I was all excited for the Three Days of Silence. I had lists and ideas, thoughts and plans.
And then the fires happened.
So, well, um ... if you haven't heard, there's quite a bit of buzz going around about our privacy (and not just the privacy of American's, but that of the world).
It's a slight bit unsettling, truthfully, but more …
It's dark-thirty, midnight, the house is silent.
And I just had a conversation with a lump of sourdough.
It may not have been as much me conversing with the dough, but the dough working magic - some alchemy of yeast …
My father. Bless his heart, but for as much as he tries, he's so predictably underwhelmed when he receives gifts.
If you give him a tie, with a crooked smile, he'll say, "Oh. Wow. Okay. This is great. Thanks."
If you …