Today I used our old bread machine to make my first loaf of bread. I made parmesan garlic bread. It didn’t turn out perfectly. I took out the mixing piece too soon. But my husband has still enjoyed a piece. Tomorrow I might try again.
I got several chores done today, but not as many as I would have liked. My medicine regimen has changed, and I am not feeling my best.
Tomorrow I will make fish or crack ranch chicken. I might make a dessert for everyone as well. I don’t actually enjoy cooking. I don’t hate it like I used to, but nor would I ever do it for fun. But it is so satisfying to make a meal and then see my family enjoy it.
I recently got a cute pink apron with little monsters on it. I use it for when I paint. I also got a pretty white lace one, but sadly it doesn’t fit right over my breasts. My breasts are very big. Some things won’t go over them or snap/button. Now I want to get another delicate, pretty one sometime. I like being well endowed, but it does feel disappointing when I can’t wear something I like because of it.