Special thanks to my sister Jai for sharing her special recipe for homemade bread. I haven’t tried it yet… hopefully tomorrow I can find a small bread pan up at the Re-Hab store.
As for the half loaf of bread made the other day, it was good sliced with cheese melted on top with a mug of tomato soup, being short worked out great. Still, it was way too much bread so I ended up cutting the rest up into cubes and letting them air dry until today. Some went into a bit of dressing under a small chicken breast for my dinner tonight and some got tossed with chopped half an apple and made into a mini bread pudding. That will be good for breakfast tomorrow as I like bread pudding cold.
As for the rest of the cubes, they got whirled up into crumbs. I’m not sure if I should store bread crumbs in the cupboard or the freezer as homemade has no preservatives. If someone knows, please tell me.
Maybe I can find some more single serve baking dishes at the Re-Hab store. I like those little measuring spoons: pinch, dash, and smigeon, lol.
Yes, I know… the proper name for that thrift shop is “Habitat for Humanity Restore” but that’s an awful long name. “Re-Hab” is good for me.
This might be a somewhat bizarre or temporary side effect of cognitive behavior therapy, but I’ve plum out gone girly. I was out shopping on Wednesday and caught myself looking at mascara!
No, I did not buy any… but I did wonder if the major difference between types was more or less the shape of the brush. I was in the makeup aisle to select another pink lipstick, my little reward for good behavior. (I’m trying different “low end” brands because I got tired of the lid falling off the Elizabeth Arden inside my purse.) This week, I picked Revlon’s “Gentlemen Prefer Pink” and I really like this lipstick, although the name is amusing. What gentleman prefers pink? Are they selling lipsticks or illusions?
I did buy Revlon’s BB Cream and a couple other girly things, then stopped to get my hair cut. I was going to walk down to the shoe store in the same plaza to see if they had any sweet boots on sale, but it was just too gosh darn cold.
This sudden interest in girly stuff has me baffled. Then it hit me, as I was washing my face like an old lady with cold cream, that I wasn’t even tempted to buy any of my old favorite binge foods. I walked right passed things without a thought, must less another silent internal battle of what has been a forty year war. Well, it wasn’t alway silent as I did cuss out that Little Debbie a few years back. Yes, out loud. People probably thought I was frikkin nuts but I had banned that bitch from my house. How dare she try to whisper at me?
The thing is… I had absolutely no interest, no temptation, no desire to even give a second glance. Oh, such sweet freedom and I didn’t even realize it until hours had passed. It still amazes me.