...and it looks a little strange, but for some odd reason I felt the need to share. Yep, while everyone is showing off their perfectly decorated homes, sharing the excitement of freshly fallen snow outside their windows, and letting us in on the best crafting and gifting secrets imaginable...here's Cindy. She wants you to know that she also has been, oh, so busy.
This is today's attempt of making bread and as soon as this lump of rubbery stuff cools....off to the wastebasket it goes. Wait...maybe not...maybe there is some magical recycling project I can come up with to gift just the right person or mold into a Christmas decoration or to place under a cloche.
Actually, I make a few loaves of bread every week. I can't even remember the last time I bought bread and that is a good thing. This falls into my life of simplicity which really is an oxymoron cause this isn't easy!!!
Anyway, the dough was reaching that 'ball' stage when the machine started screaming (well that is what it sounded like and the noise really set the cats on edge). I threw open the machine to be hit by HOT steam upon my face (free facial for the holidays and bread scented too).
Okay, I won't tell you what I called the bread machine, but I named it. It's life is over and it is no more. Wait! Maybe there is some magical recycling project....or I could even do a giveaway! :)
Living it up at Lakewood,