Our cat, Ralph got sick this past Sunday evening. When we took him to the vet on Tuesday, he was very close to death and we had to make a decision of putting him through a surgery that he may not survive or letting him go. He was a wonderful cat, the best I have ever met in all the world. I am so saddened by his death. Maybe it's because he was just here, playing with us three days ago and now he's gone. Joel and I are pretty much taking turns crying and Hannah is finding things to stop herself from having to think about it too much. I know this may not make much sense. I'll probably read it again next week and think, "What was I thinking? I should really learn to self-edit" But I wanted to let you know that I probably will either not be around very much or here all the time in the next month and this mourning will probably be the reason why.
I really like making bread. It's fun to get your hands dirty, but I understand that yeast is a scary thing for people who don't have experience with it. Somehow, I started using it when I was young and too immature to understand the fear that comes along with wasting time, money and energy. I had time and energy in abundance. My first real forte into baking was in the 7 th grade. I must have cooked before then because I choose to see which flour rose the highest using a cinnamon roll recipe. I made a lot of cinnamon rolls that year and when I turned in my report, there were questions asked of me that I had no idea what she meant. Questions about the weather and the heat of the oven. Things that I didn't know could make a difference in the baking of bread. Lots has happened since that first memorable baking. Today, I invited a friend over to make bread. I was kind of concerned about the strength of the yeast, because we bought a huge stash of it last year someti
Lovely post, I'm sure you're still missing Ralph deeply. I've still got an unpublished post from last October about our cat that I can't bring myself to finish. Big hugs for us all xoxox
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