Decided upon my resolutions for this year…other than joining the 2666 group read.
I’m gonna make my own pasta and bread. Starting now. Peanut and I are measuring the insanely simple ingredients for egg noodles. We already make our own pesto, so tonight is fettucine and pesto all from scratch.
Sourdough starter is fermenting and bacteria-ifying right now for a project later this week.
And any one of you who suggests I get back to my other to-do lists, or who suggests that a few weeks before a new baby is not the time for labor-intensive resolutions can suck it.
*You* can be in charge of telling the Democrats to pull out the old reels of Republicans insisting that the fillibuster is un-American and every policy should get an up or down vote. And I will proof and roll out dough and bake.
Feels more promising of results, somehow, than getting the Democrats to grow a pair and move left instead of rending garments and weeping.