Today I love baking and I love that yesterday I did indeed bake a pineapple loaf and now there is half of a loaf on the counter and I wish I could say that the other half has been frozen for later, but no, it is gone and it was good and I may regret the added weight at some point but I do not regret eating it at all. I love that I arose from my bed swearing that I would not bake anything today because we have pineapple loaf from yesterday and the best cookies ever that were made the day before, but now I’m contemplating making bread because I didn’t order any with the groceries foolishly thinking that we had enough to last and then, BAM, we had homemade soup yesterday and there went half of the loaf we had in the fridge so I’m now contemplating making fresh bread. I love how I always say, “making fresh bread” and then I chuckle to myself because I seriously have no idea how to bake a batch of stale bread, anyone? I love that my sense of humor has not abandoned me, it’s a poor excuse for humor much of the time and so I feel it would be a shame to lose what little I have of it. I love baking and laughing and so I’ll take as much of both those things as I can get.
Today I love that the temperature is on its way to double Celsius digits which means over 50 in Fahrenheit speak. I love that there has been some serious talk about possibly sitting on the front porch in the afternoon sun and reading for a while. I love that any conversation about reading that takes place in my home is serious. I love how words have become such an important part of my life and how that importance has grown from literary seeds sown by my parents and grandparents.
Today I love the sunshine that filled the kitchen while we ate our breakfast and talked about the day’s potential and other things of casual interest yet serious import. I love that we are doing okay, struggling a bit with ourselves and our worries but aware that that can’t be changed but certainly can be dealt with in the course of any given day. I love that we still laugh and do so well. I love that we find so many things funny and we share them with each other.
Today I love drinking coffee before I throw down in the kitchen and fire up the bread dough to rise in the corner of the counter.