Work was rough this past week. It's been wearing me out to the point that I'm finding I'm not enjoying my evenings any more. Too tired. But if you go to bed too quickly, then it's back to the grind without any respite. But bills must be paid, groceries must be bought, and one cannot just dispense with the job, no matter how tempting it is.
So, even though it was a drizzly day, I celebrated Saturday by grilling hamburgers and hot dogs, and making homemade buns for both. Add in fresh corn and homemade orange sherbet for dessert, and it was a great dinner!
And yeah, I bake a lot of bread. At least once or twice a week these days. Earlier this past week I baked pita bread to go with some chicken souvlaki. Fresh bread just makes every meal better! And it's so easy. Doesn't take nearly the time or effort most people assume it requires. Only catch is thinking about it early enough to let it rise. Deciding you want fresh bread at 5 pm isn't really going to work. And then it's always nice to hear the family say how great it was to have a hamburger bun with real flavor for once. :-D Makes it worthwhile!
Sadly, I can't eat the fresh bread myself. I can only smell it and sigh and watch everybody else enjoy it, because I'm gluten-intolerant and the stomachache I'll get later if I do eat it is not worth the taste.
I pinched a nerve in my neck a few days ago. Still dealing with that. Ugh. Drives me crazy when something prevents me from walking or lifting weights.
So, to cheer me up, I'm listening to the score to Krull, by James Horner, because nothing pulls me out of a funk faster than early, exuberant, all-out Horner. The movie may not be the best, but that doesn't stop the score from being pretty darned fantastic.
