My grandmother passed away on Friday. Seriously, my relatives are dropping like flies recently. My grandfather last September, my father a week and a half ago and my grandmother on Friday. She had alzheimer's and has been in a nursing home for several years, so to be quite honest, she's in a much better place now. I'm a little sad, but glad she no longer has to live that way. I can't go back to Florida, I have no time off left (new company doesn't do bereavement) and am broke from the trip to Florida for my father anyway. It agitates me that I wasted the trip on my father instead of my grandmother, but what's done is done.
Ladies holiday arrived yesterday so I couldn't go to the shala today. Drag.
I made some ARTISAN bread today. I took some pictures, here they are. The first picture is the dough on the pizza stone after it had risen, right before I put it in the oven.
This picture is the bread after it came out of the oven. I forgot to take the picture before we cut it, so we had already eaten half of the bread when I took the pic.
The freaking ARTISAN bread ROCKED! BF was totally psyched about it, asking me all day if the bread was ready yet. If you don't have the book, you must get it.
I also made a blueberry cobbler. Again really yummy. Here is a pic.
I gave the dogs a bath and then took a little video. They are so frigging cute.
PS I edited this freaking post THREE TIMES. ARGH.
