Wednesday Aug 3rd –
Home alone day π‘
Mom had to go in to work and well, dad always has to, so that left me alone for most of the day.
Mom left me a note πππ
She always did this when I lived at home, so I was happy to find one again π
She suggested I try baking bread π¬
As intimidating as it seemed I decided to ‘rise’ to the occasion and bake some…all alone π³π. Β Β (Thanks for the pun Dad π)
It always seemed like such a long process and huge job, hard to make correctly and easy to mess up, a recipe only mom can complete with perfection.
But after a call to Becca to make sure I had the right recipe, I started the daunting task ahead!
And you know what… It worked π
(Slightly more misshapen than mothers bread looks but π)
In between the rising sessions of the dough I worked on Emily’s story rocks.
Once those two things were accomplished I headed out for a jog for my third day of C25K.
During the jog I kept thinking of Jo, my best friend who passed away 2 years ago.
While my thoughts were there, my eyes caught the bright coloring of a rhubarb leaf in a pronounced heart shape.
Though it was just a leaf and just a thought, I do believe those little things are shown to us for a reason, right when we probably need them most π
Becca invited us to go over there for supper and we happily accepted.
Probably happiest of all was me because that meant I didn’t have to do it… Considering my bread making accomplishment enough π
Supper was delicious π
It had been a slightly drearier then usual day and Becca had hot, chicken tortilla soup and fresh butter horns awaiting us, the perfect meal π΅
The perfect meal ended with an equally perfect dessert.
One of the best cheesecakes I have eatenππ
Thursday Aug 4th –
A little of this and a little of that…
Not much of significance occurred on Thursday.
Small tasks around the house were taken care of, story rocks varnished and writing edited and posted.
We decided to attempt making some appetizers like we had eaten in Saskatoon to go along with our steak supper.
A mixture of cream cheese, crab, shrimp, fresh dill and sautΓ©ed celery and garlic wrapped up into little buttered squares of phyllo crust and baked until browned.
They turned out fairly good but we would make a few tweaks next time.
Less cream cheese and some kind of dipping sauce to break up the flavour but all in all not a bad first attempt ππ»
I admit to having mom take a picture of her plate because it looked better than mine π I don’t like mushrooms or even steak that much, soo her plate wasΒ more appealing to the eye π
First attemptπ was a success and I look forward to more ππ»π
Funny how we can find comfort sometimes in such little miracles. God knows just how to do it.
Agreed that Becca’s supper was πππ»
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