Yeah, as misanthropic as I can get after dealing with my callers, the staying-in part is getting tiresome for me, too.
Whoever thought it was a good idea to have a respiratory virus pandemic during allergy season is nowhere near as funny as they think they are.
nellie, I’m guessing that rye bread doesn’t sell well at one of the stores. I tend to buy it at the bakery if I’m hungry for it. Back in the day, I would’ve made it.
Nelson got his play date with Watson and Chip. A good time was had by all. We humans took lawn chairs and sat 6’ apart whilst we visited and watched the dogs go nuts. When we got home, coming up the walk, Nelson began to bark. The neighbors across the fence were outside with their new puppy. :squee: The pup is of similar ancestry as Nelson and they sniffed each other through the fence while the humans talked. I gave them a harness that he’d outgrown and we decided when the park opens back up, we’ll have a playdate.
I think Food Lion carries 2 or 3 brands of rye, one includes seeded and seedless. I don’t like caraway seeds, but I like rye. And pumpernickel, and 12-grain bread, and oatmeal bread. White bread is too boring.
Supper was good. Dishes are washing, except for the ones I had to hand-wash because there were too many to cram into the machine. The rest of the evening is for doing nothing. I think I can handle that. 
I got to see Ariel yesterday since she managed to slice open her face and needed 20 stitches from the vet. I got to see her today too so I could check on said 20 stitches. Today she was back to her sassy self. A bit subdued but nobody except me would notice. The barn is still following the state shelter in place order but those of us who have speshul needs horses can come out.
Tonight the area is under a severe storm warning/watch with possible tornadoes.
I am also a fan of rye bread… and most bread, for that matter. Bread has been on the dream to-do list with the kid for a while. I made some a while ago… a couple months? Maybe it was snowing or maybe I was just really broke or something, but I know there was some reason I didn’t have other groceries in the house and couldn’t leave to go get them. I haven’t been able to navigate a grocery store in… probably seven or eight months, which means getting groceries is usually doable with Instacart and WalMart pickup, but you can’t run there real quick for two things. And right now, both are booked up and I can’t get either. Anyway, it was just plain white bread, but it was lovely and soft and warm and fun to do. I don’t have the strength or stamina to knead bread or the mobility to get all the ingredients together at this point, although I do still have all the stuff to make bread. I wanted to like… get good at making bread and make wonderful things like they do on the Great British Baking Show and show up at potlucks with lovely braided things full of like… goats cheese and sundried tomatoes, but it looks like that’s another fantasy for the “likely impossible now” bin.
Around here, rye bread and dill dip is a popular party dish. Like practically every party has it- they get a big round loaf of rye and carve out the middle and put a thing of dill dip in the middle, then people rip pieces off and dip it in. Really not the most hygienic of shared snacks, but it is delicious. Is this regional or does everyone do it? We have so many regional things around here that it’s hard to keep track of what is and what isn’t. Like I only learned a few years ago (is this true?) that kids most places in the US don’t tell jokes while trick-or-treating on Halloween.
I’m trying to come up with and execute an April Fool’s joke. April Fool’s is my favorite holiday. Last year, I did one that was simple, but people loved it. Every day, I (usually- not during apocalypses) put up a photo and a story-style profile of one of our adoptable animals. Last year, I put up a grizzly bear, a tiger, and a dinosaur with profiles as though they were up for adoption. It was funnier than it sounds- the bear kept trying to pretend he was a chocolate lab, but couldn’t stop making bear references and the dino’s was full of pathos. This year, I’m struggling a bit, but I think I want to put some of my costumes/props on the employees and have them recreate some of the animal photos and then make adoption profiles for them. Problem with that is, honestly, even when I try to come up with examples of what those might sound like, they’re not that funny and rely on tired jokes. The photos could make it, I guess. Or it could just be confusing. I don’t know. Maybe I should try to come up with something else entirely. I am not feeling especially funny right now. I could do something really stupid like photoshop a bunch of kittens in Easter egg colors or give them all humorous eyebrows and say it was a genetic anomaly and they’re ready for adoption. Or announce that we’re opening a new Orphanage & Husbandarium where you can drop off inconvenient family members if they’re not getting along with your dog.
Roommate isn’t home yet. I wonder if she’s planning to be tonight.
I think I’m going to try to find something to watch. Something funny. Or at least non-challenging. And if I’m still awake in an hour, I’ll work on acquiring some form of foodstuff. Not, unfortunately, rye bread and dill dip.
I had a nice walk to the store, despite the chill and mist. And joy in Mudville: they had Orowheat Jewish rye! My tastebuds rejoiceth.
The walk home: not so nice. The mist turned into rain. We’re not supposed to bring reusable shopping bags to the stores any more, as they’re a COVID hazard for cashiers. But plastic bags were outlawed some years back, so my bread, bananas, crackers, apples, and bandaids went into a paper bag. Despite my umbrella, the bag basically disintegrated by the one mile mark, and my feet got wet. But I made it back to home port safe and sound.
Nettie, if I had a car and fully functioning peepers, I could get to a discount bakery. There’s a good bakery about two miles from me, but they seldom have rye bread. And oh, how I’d like even a small upright freezer! Alas, my apartment has no place to put one. I thought about making rye bread–I think I’ve made it maybe twice–but I’m low on flour, and I didn’t want to schlepp home white and rye flour. There’d probably be a nice flour paste puddle now. 
I’d thought of going for another walk to my hill, but it’s wet out there and I’m wet in here, so I guess I’ll stay home.
I did keep my blood donation appointment yesterday. I’ve never seen so many people in the center at once, I guess the donor appeals are working. They had so many there was a sign on the door saying they aren’t taking walkins, you need to have an appointment made.
One of the techs told me that a lot of folks were first timers. Maybe they can keep them on, I give once every eight weeks.
I’m sorry it took stitches for you to get to see Ariel wet one. I hope her recovery goes smoothly.
dot, I got into breadmaking in college in similar circumstances to your entry. Have you checked CL or eBay for a bread machine? That would help with the physical part of it.
nellie, I’ll let you in on a secret about hiding cloth bags on your person. At irk, I can take my lunch in in a cloth bag, but I can’t take anything back out through security in one. I put mine in my desk drawer until time to go home, then it goes into my pants pocket. My lunch bag is laundered in hot water and bleach with the towels, sheets and shopping bags once a week. Go for it.
I got some work done in the studio. I noticed that my street was busier than usual today (especially noticeable with the current reduced traffic) and on closer look, many were in military fatigues. That figures, as the governor has called up the Army National Guard Medical Corps (777th) headquartered down the street. When the AF base left town, they deeded the airport and about half the rest of the base to the town, part of which was sold to private owners, part made into parks and some of the buildings used for city government. The base hospital was deeded to the state for a brain injury rehab center, most of the acreage went to the AFNG and a small corner to the Army NG Medical Corps. That means that I see folks in uniform in my neighborhood on a very regular basis.
Red, are the military practicing safe distancing?? And too be a bit more serious, looks like some nasty weather west of you, so no going out on the town late tonight…
Baker, that’s something I should do but don’t (in my defense, I have A+, which is very common). Yea for you and all the volunteers.
nellie, get dry and good on the rye. And question–what is it with Jewish Rye? Never can tell the difference…
Dot, I’ve seen that bread and dip at office parties (when I was still working) here in N. Ali-bama (not sure what part of the world you hail from). And good luck with the April Fools joke; people need a reason to laugh these days.
wet one, glad you got to see Ariel, sad it was for an injury. Hugs to you and extra oats for Ariel.
Butters, be well.
And nothing much to report. Used up a couple of gift cards at Five Guys, may try to order a steak dinner from Texas Roadhouse tomorrow evening and see how that goes. Dishes are washed but need to be put away (seems like I’m running the dishwasher a lot more these days).
All y’all be careful now.
Call me Arby’s, because I have the meats !
The Harris Teeter by the hockey rink has chicken. And bread (never thought that that’s the thing I would be missing in the Apocalypse)
[Jack Sparrow]But why is all the rum gone?[/Jack Sparrow]
**WetOne **, glad Ariel is OK, and you got to see her.
**FCM **, glad you dodged the inlaw bullet
**nellie **, I like rye bread. Especially when it’s femented and distilled. 
Instacart is getting one more shot, delivery scheduled Tuesday morning (I did not think late evening Monday was a good decision, given recent history). If they screw this one up, I’m history. Shipt does cost more (the same item is priced higher at the same store, for some reason), but so far, they’re good.
I know, the definition of insanity is “doing the same thing over and over while expecting a different result”.
Awakened by a really bizarro dream involving, among other things, the cast of Honey Boo-Boo, which is especially weird since I never watched the show and only know about it from commercials and memes. But it was nearly 7, so OK to get up.
**nellie **- are your bags foldable enough that you can cram them into you pockets or purse, and put the paper bags into your reusables right after you exit?
**Cupcakes **- nice to hear so many came to give blood. I’ve wanted to, but my veins are so bad, it takes forever to fill test tubes - I understand if they can’t suck out enough blood within a limited time, they can’t use it. Daughter had that problem when she went to donate.
**MetalMouse **- I’ve been thinking about ordering from one of the restaurants we patronize, but they’re mostly at least 15 miles away. Which means we either pick up and eat in the parking lot, or bring it home and have doggie bags for a meal. Of course, if I get tired enough of cooking, that may sound like a viable alternative.
Very dreary and overcast, with t-boomers possible this afternoon. We might see sun tomorrow. I have no plans - probably more reading. I’ve been plowing thru the Jesse Stone mysteries by Robert B Parker (and those who took over his franchise after he died.) They’re fast and easy reads, if predictable. Or I might look for other options in the on-line library.
I also feel like I want to bake something, but **FCD **and I are trying to watch what we eat. I’ll look for dessert options in one of the diabetic cookbooks. There’s tons of cream cheese from our aborted attempt at keto - maybe I can use up some of those.
Happy Sunday!! Stay home, everyone!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 88 and mostly cloudy for the day. This mornin’ we shall watch a church service via livestream from the Diocese. Other than makin’ Sunday dinner (baked chikin, dressin’, cranberry sauce, giblet gravy, green beans, squish casserole, and rolls) that is the plan of the day. The biiiiiiiiiiiig chikin shall get baked in the oven in my wunnerful roastin’ pan. The good part about havin’ a double oven is the chikin’ and the dressin’ can bake in the big oven and the casserole in the smaller one. Should be nummy!
WetOne sad about Ariel’s booboo but glad you got to see her.
CupCakes good on you for givin’ blood. I cannot, alas, for medical reasons.
Nellie I like rye bread but OYKW does not. Sometimes I get some just for me anyway cause I’m special and deserve it, I say.
Dot I’ve had rye bread and dill dip as well. I’ve seen it at parties around here.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Whelp, I know where I won’t be spending money for the duration!
I’m looking at you, McDonalds.
I get that maybe breakfast for dinner wasn’t selling well in the time of shelter-at-home, but eliminating the Bacon, Egg and Cheese Bagel for breakfast? There are other places I can spend my breakfast dollars.
Five bells here on the Left Coast, and I just got out of bed. Mrs. L.A. left the heater on last night. 
I need coffee.
Morning all. Rained some last night but clear and N.O.S. this morning, 63F going to 73F. Finishing off a Big Bowl O’Cheerios and then I’ll…probably do not much.
Everyone have a good Sunday.
It’s windy, we’re talking 30mph with gusts up to 50mph. I really want to go out for a walk. Ariel is fine so I am obeying the stay away from the barn injunction. I want to go to work tomorrow because I am more productive there, but I’m not essential plus I made a big stink to my boss about working from home. Every morning I wake up with an anxious stomach.
Six bells, and it’s getting light out. That cats have been out on the catio, and the morning news is about to start. More importantly, I’m on my second cuppa joe.
There’s an eagle’s nest about a block away, and the eagles are out looking for their morning meals. I think they like fish, as a few years ago one was munching on a sole in a tree we used to have. Their calls always seem incongruous to me. The Bald Eagle. Symbol of America. Listen to their call! ‘TWEET! TweetTweetTweetTweetTweet!’ Ar? 
Not an awesome, salute the flag inspiring ‘SCREEEEE!’? They tweet? Been living here since the end of 2003, and it still amuses me.
Good morning all. One thing I really miss is going out to breakfast on Sunday morning with Sunflower. We have a few favorite places that are in the rotation. All of them are local, so I am worried that they will not survive the Great Quarantine. It is not that I maind cooking. Like I said earlier, my kitchen is my happy place. This morning was over easy eggs with thick cut apple wood smoked bacon, hash browns and sourdough toast. It was delicious, but I miss our ritual.
It is a sunny day here after what seems like two weeks of cloudy overcast. This will lighten the mood. Last evening we started the binge of the third season of Ozark on Netflix. we got about halfway through and will finish it up today.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. It’s sunny out. Time for more coffee.
It’s because the Freedom Internally.