Hello human beings! Guess what.
Today is Friday.
Hey, that is a cool font. Anywho. Today is FRIDAY, and I have an entire week of no school! (What's a girl to do with all of that time???)
JK. I will probably clean my house.
{How was bread making?}
Well, I am glad you asked. It was fantastic. I came home from school yesterday and I was like, "It's time to make bread."
But then I ended up watching the siblings.....then doing chores...watching siblings again...eating dinner...more chores....Then finally at like 7:30 I began to do one of those things that I do well.
I wanted to make whole wheat but dad was like, "Make white bread. People like white bread."
(They clearly haven't tasted my whole wheat bread...) So I began and all was going well until I went to knead the dough. Like always my hands became dough monsters, they were blanketed in about half an inch of sticky icky doughiness. I was like great. So I called my sister, #2. "Steve! can you give me like a ton of flour please??"
(Yes I call her Steve, no it is not her name.) She gave me a ton of flour and I started again at the kneading. But before getting my hands messy again, I told my friend to just call me because um...texting while making bread is very difficult. So he did and I made bread with my friend on speaker.
It was cool.
Mom joined the conversation. #2 joined the conversation. Dad joined the conversation. I got pushed out of the conversation for a little bit. It was a little odd...but that's okay. It was almost like having said friend in my kitchen except I could focus better because I couldn't see him. Mom showed me how to make the cute little clover rolls that she used to make when I was little. (They were my fav for like, forever.) I made some other types of loaves. It was fantastic.
My friend stayed on the phone with me til....10:30... (That's when my bread was finished baking btw.)
Guys, I need to tell you something important about me.
Today is Friday.
Hey, that is a cool font. Anywho. Today is FRIDAY, and I have an entire week of no school! (What's a girl to do with all of that time???)
JK. I will probably clean my house.
{How was bread making?}
Well, I am glad you asked. It was fantastic. I came home from school yesterday and I was like, "It's time to make bread."
But then I ended up watching the siblings.....then doing chores...watching siblings again...eating dinner...more chores....Then finally at like 7:30 I began to do one of those things that I do well.
I wanted to make whole wheat but dad was like, "Make white bread. People like white bread."
(They clearly haven't tasted my whole wheat bread...) So I began and all was going well until I went to knead the dough. Like always my hands became dough monsters, they were blanketed in about half an inch of sticky icky doughiness. I was like great. So I called my sister, #2. "Steve! can you give me like a ton of flour please??"
(Yes I call her Steve, no it is not her name.) She gave me a ton of flour and I started again at the kneading. But before getting my hands messy again, I told my friend to just call me because um...texting while making bread is very difficult. So he did and I made bread with my friend on speaker.
It was cool.
Mom joined the conversation. #2 joined the conversation. Dad joined the conversation. I got pushed out of the conversation for a little bit. It was a little odd...but that's okay. It was almost like having said friend in my kitchen except I could focus better because I couldn't see him. Mom showed me how to make the cute little clover rolls that she used to make when I was little. (They were my fav for like, forever.) I made some other types of loaves. It was fantastic.
My friend stayed on the phone with me til....10:30... (That's when my bread was finished baking btw.)
Guys, I need to tell you something important about me.
This might surprise you but I am not a night person.
By about 9:15 I was lying on the kitchen floor (with a pillow) next to the fridge, phone against my ear, bread in the oven, just dozing. I don't remember much about the conversation at that point. I recall just listening to him talk. He would switch topics and interrupt himself and at one point he began like, voicing out this code. (He was playing Minecraft and I think he died because of lag, and according to his rules if he dies because of lag he gets to go into creative mode and regenerate...or something like that...) He was muttering numbers and letters and I was remembering a time when I watched a boy that I was babysitting once put codes into his pokemon computer game when suddenly I hear something to the effect of, "I am just saying all of this out loud because I think me talking is the only keeping you awake."
Through the fog of sleepiness I managed to utter a yes. He was totally the reason I had not fallen asleep yet right there on the cold kitchen floor.
I am just gonna say this, all you morning people out there need a night owl in your life who will mutter codes in your ear so you don't fall asleep and burn your bread. If you do not already have one, go get one. Right now.
The guy was laughing at me though. (I don't blame him.) When I am tired, I slowly just....stop functioning...
I was exceptionally tired last night because I have being going to bed late and waking up early all week, so I reached a rare point. I wasn't moving. I was just laying there, eyes not necessarily focusing on anything in particular. My brain was more foggy than a haunted house. When I went to speak, it took about ten seconds to form words in my mind, ten more to tell my mouth to say them, and then what actually came out was just, "Yeah."
It was pretty great. (He is just as bad in the morning so we even eachother out.)
Today has been great too. In first period we just watched Jimmy Fallon and ate tacos (Which was awesome because I forgot breakfast.) Then second period was boring. But third period (journalism) we had a food party. Our assignment was to take selfies together. So I took like ten. We had food, and music and friends and I was so happy. It was awesome. So I am just in a fantastic mood today. Also I don't have to go to English class today. Instead I am riding with the swim team to a tournament to take photos.
The bell just rang, so I am going to wrap this up. But first, check out my beard....
Ok guys, have a great day!!!
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