FB sucks.
X is pretty okay, but I haven't figured out how to use it for marketing. (Not free marketing, that is.)
We have fawns! Yay!
Chex Mix Bold is addictive. Unfortunately, my intestines do not enjoy it as much as my tastebuds do, so I stay away from it. Additionally unfortunate, Wallyworld had a big ol' bag of it on sale and right there by the checkout. Thus, I couldn't stop myself from buying it. Also thus, I am paying for it. But it's soooo damn good. Especially when you add a handful of mixed nuts to a bowl of it. Yummers.
Getting old blows. I used to be able to eat whatever whenever and never worry about it. Now? I look at wheat the wrong way and I get into issues. Stupid.
The inside of my greenhouse looks like a jungle. It's scary in there. And hot. When the tomatoes finally fruit and are ready for picking, I'm not sure how I'll get back there to pick them. The potatoes are taking over. I expect them to reach sentience any day now. Oh, and I picked up three new bell pepper plants, because they were free, so now they're in there, too. If I disappear, it's entirely possible I got lost in the jungle. Send help.
It seems like everyone I know is neurodivergent, which begs the question 'if everyone is neurodivergent, is it really divergent?' Think about that for a minute.
I made Irish Soda Bread for the first time, and it turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself. It's a super simple bread to make, too. Messy, but easy.
For a woman who enjoys making bread, I have a weird quirk. I can't stand having dough on my hands and I have to get it all off or I feel like I'm wasting food. This is not a problem when I'm making a stiff dough bread product, like pizza crust, but for a wet dough... GAH!
Also, enjoying making bread and having issues with digesting wheat definitely do not go together. Good thing Hubs enjoys eating bread, so there's less for me.
Okay, that's probably enough out of me. Have a great day and feel free to drop some of your own observations about the world. Peace out.
