Yesterday was bread baking day.
I wasn’t in the best of moods when I started. In fact, you could say I was downright grumpy (another story).
When I took the first baked loaf out of the pan, my ocd-ish personality wasn’t pleased, and now, even more grumpy.
I took the photo, sent it to our daughter, and told her about my mood.
Her reply was, “Oh Mom … bread knows, and it’s manifesting you!”
With that, I cracked up laughing and got on with my day.
By the way, the other two loaves came out perfect.
Thanks, Charla and yes, it’ll definitely be a great memory. I was suffering from sleep loss over a period of 3 days. That doesn’t work in my world. All’s good again 😎
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Nice! I do the same when I use my bread maker. One of the ends always comes out kind of hard, so I cut that piece and eat it with a little butter or strawberry jam.
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Apparently it can be, Phil. It put on a grouchy face, but was wonderful inside.
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I see a big scrunched up scowl, lol. It tastes very good, Lenore!
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