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Took the plow three tries to get up the hill, and they ended up losing the chains on at least one of the rear wheels in the process.

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Night pictures were taken by Michael; I’d gone to bed.

And it’s still snowing…
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It rained most of the afternoon, until about six.

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No traffic:

Moments later…
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Here you go Nathan:

Goody Two-Shoes noun
A smugly virtuous person.

Etymology
After the title character in The History of Little Goody Two-Shoes, a children’s book believed to have been written by Oliver Goldsmith

In this moralistic nursery tale, Margery is an orphan who has only one shoe. One day, when she gets the full pair, she runs about shouting, “Two shoes!” Eventually she becomes rich and educated through her virtue and hard work.

The word Goody was a polite term of address for a woman of humble social status. It’s a contraction of the word goodwife and was formerly used as a title in a manner similar to the current Mrs.

Someone doesn’t want me to check my e-mail before leaving for work.

Just a note: We do, in fact, have heat in the house. Not that you could tell by the way those two are cuddled up together.

Or the way Kit is currently, pitifully, leaning against my legs, as if attempting to warm her poor, cold self against any heat source she can find.

Or perhaps I just should have.

I’ve read some good books recently. And… um…

Hey, look at the time! Gotta run!

It’s time for another round of Wednesday Word Association.

Today’s word: watch

I’ve been baking a lot recently, but I haven’t been very good about photographing what I’ve been baking. This weekend, however, I took the camera into the kitchen, and had Michael help me get pictures.

For some reason, bread always felt intimidating to me. Sure, I could make quick breads and cookies, but I never experimented with yeast as a child, so although I knew the very basics of how things worked, bread was never anything I felt I could do well, since I wasn’t 100% sure about the process.

I decided this needed to change.

Here’s the thing about bread: it doesn’t have very many ingredients (excluding the egg wash, there are only four ingredients in this recipe: water, yeast, salt, and flour. Although the total time is long, most of the time is waiting for the starter and dough to rise.

So with so few ingredients, where does the flavor come from when you bake bread? It comes from the proofing or fermentation

Here is the Italian bread recipe I’ve been making. It begins with a starter (a Biga, though I think the Biga for this recipe may be closer to a Poolish. What’s the difference? The ratio of water to flour. A Poolish has more liquid than a Biga. Simple, ‘eh?)
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here are some of the terms that brought people to my website. All things considered, I’m hoping most of these people left disappointed.

bourbon balls pregnancy
Not unless you’re the gingerbread man.

klishis.com bleh
Yeah, I know. One day it’ll get better.

something to make me mad?
Republicans. Next?

i’m understanding some things really make me mad
And you didn’t know this about yourself before?

random reasons to be mad at friend
Friendship; you’re doing it wrong.

women make me mad
I’m noting a theme here…

anti feminist folk tale
See: “The Brother’s Grimm”

jake.cisco fanfic
1) It’s Sisko. 2) Ew.

michelle is random
Yes.

klishis.com tentacles are not my thing they are shawns thing but no one ever sends him tentacles
That is very specific. And amusing.

irish fairy folk tales i’ve got a fairy on my
Your what?!

me and the pumpkin queen resoluion
What?

venite creature betlehem
No, really. WHAT?

Things not to do if you are clumsy:

Play with old, splintery broom handles
Walk down the stairs with your hands in your pockets
Wear platform shoes
Eat spaghetti while wearing white
Cross the street with your hands in your pockets
Juggle knives
Juggle fire
Wear open toed shoes
Run with scissors
Use a pocket knife that is not a lock blade

Some of these are things I’ve done, some are things I make a point not to do, since it’s very easy to imagine the consequences.

You?