try it again,,, later,,,,

Somedays,,,,

Actually, I am laughing at myself today. Its been a comedy of errors today.,, one after another, and not all mine.

started off the day posting up, that worked fine,

then loaded up Lizzy on the Buffalo and suddenly felt like doing home-body stuff. A little cleaning, a little kicking Dawgum out so I can REALLY clean up after stinky muttmutt,,, Ok, two out of three so far; seeing how I was gonna go get Lizzy wet ,,,

Stopped over at Da’s, he wasn’t in, so I headed to the PO for mail call, and saw him on the river doing some fishing. 4 hours, not bite one,,, He is even having an off day (and to make up for it, he pulled out his chainsaw and started cutting up some riverwashed strainers loose. Old sycamores that still have rootballs attached but are half in the water, filtering all the gunk floating downstream.

2 pm rolled around, and I decided it was bread making day.

4:30, I’m frying pan bread since 1)my yeast was old OR 2) that salt I forgot to add is much more important that I realized,,, That dough absolutely refused to rise,,, Live and learn right?

the pan bread (flat bread in some places) is fine, and not as chewy as I was expecting, and Voo downright begged for the first one that was mucked up. He loves that stuff and I probably shouldn’t feed it too him, but hell, he’s older than me (in dawg years) and deserves some treats. (and I fried them in olive oil, so maybe that will get into his system and help that itchy dry skin thing he is struggling with.)

The weekend isn’t over yet, but I think lazin’bout the homestead is in the cards the rest of the day,,, piddle with this’n’that and not push this ‘off day’ too hard.

I think its time for a drink and chill to some tunes on the porch until its too cold to sit out.