|ouch, and hurray!
||[Aug. 25th, 2010|01:00 pm]
My wrist is killing me. More like the muscle or nerve at the base of my thumb. I call it one of my bagel injuries, and it is now very tender. Lots of stretching has helped ease it. But still, ouch.|
And while making my lunch, I got a call saying that I'll get another call on Thursday or Friday about a Saturday delivery of the new couch.
And on a side note, I made steak sandwich for lunch. Because it sounded good while reading Dresden Files. Marz thinks it's a Philly steak sandwich in the book, I'm thinking it's not. Chime in with your culinary opinion, I'm going to email the author out of curiosity. \
And today is another day of many things happening in a row, and I need to make bread somewhere in there so kids have sandwiches tomorrow. Luckily the preferment keeps for plenty of time, but it's sitting there going "knead me, bake me!"