Another weekend at home. Lather, rinse, repeat. Here are some highlights from each day.
My 4th loaf of sourdough bread and I’m ready to declare this one a success. The second loaf of the day, my 3rd loaf overall, was over proofed and flattened like a pancake. It did rise in the oven when I baked it but the crumb was nothing like this one. Every loaf is a learning experience.
Jessica sent me this photo of Jackie with the Easter basket we had our local candy shop deliver to their house as a surprise. It made them happy and was loaded with candy and treats and even a stuffed bunny for Jackie. In a tactical error I failed to order a small version of this basket for Dale and I.
We settled for melted cheese with green peppers on triscuits. It’s a long time favorite around here and we’ve recently started making it again. We listened to some good music, talked a lot (thank goodness we never run out of things to say to each other), and reminisced on Easters past.
It wasn’t the worst Easter ever (that would be the one where my brother died) and it wasn’t even the next to worst Easter ever (that would be the one where Dale was recovering from a nasty head wound) but it did fall somewhere in the middle. I didn’t miss the work of preparing dinner for everyone, Dale and I had a great meal of scalloped potatoes with ham and roasted asparagus. I did, however, miss terribly having my family around us. I distinctly remember watching Jackie picking up eggs in the yard last year and looking forward to this year knowing that his enthusiasm and understanding of the process would be so different. From what Jessica said that was true and he had a ball collecting eggs in their yard. We just weren’t there to see it. And that’s just a very real reminder of the impermanence of things.
In other words, all we have is right now, kids. Cherish it.