I got up this morning preoccupied with my tasks for the day.
I needed to water in the front and back yards before it
became one hundred degrees. My son had chemo today and
I promised him I would make potato soup for him and his family because he has a hard time keeping solids down and I
wanted to make homemade rolls and cookies for them too.
I enjoy helping in whatever way that I can.

I love to make bread. There is something so satisfying about seeing the perfect and elastic dough emerge from
the ingredients. Needless to say, the bread was my
waterloo. I could not resist it and blew my low carb
diet again! A crusty slice, swimming in butter did me
in.

Cooking is part of the joy I have in life. I suppose it is
because it is creative. It makes me happy just the
way that gardening does. It is a darn shame that I
pile on the pounds. Life is not fair!!!