Thursday, May 13, 2010

Buns and Flies.

Every day is a new adventure. I never know whether it will be a great day, or a terrible day. This morning started very badly, with Cody yelling from his bed as loud as he could, "MOM! I'm HUNGRY", over and over again. Did I mention that was at 6:30 a.m.? There is something about being awoken before you need to wake up that is most disturbing. Even worse is when it is a living being that awakens you. I remember times in my life when I was enraged at a bird, or a flock of birds who were just too darn expressive at that hour of the day. But at least they were happy. Having a child wake you up when he is already throwing a tantrum is a sure fire way to get into a bad mood. Which I did. As did Mike. And let me tell you, it takes a lot to get Mike in a bad mood. I had a bad feeling about the day.

And I was right. Cody was a bag for the first few hours of the day, and things did not turn around until he and Jamie finally went outside at about 10:30 a.m. or maybe closer to 11:00 this morning. Since then, Jamie has had some grouchy times, but now he is fine after having a nice long nap. In fact, the house is quiet. They just went outside, and Micah is still sleeping. I have been working on my homework, but I'm taking a little break. Now that the house is quiet, it's not so bad in here! Hehe.

Actually, I got downright domestic today and made buns. Well, okay, I'm still in the process of making buns. With my kitchen so spotless it is very inspiring to bake, and it has been that way for almost a week now. I did have a bit of a scare when I started the buns, because I had the yeast and sugar and salt and water in the bowl rising when I discovered I might not have enough flour to complete the recipe. It calls for ten cups. I know, that's a lot, but we have the professional model Kitchen Aid mixer and it can manage a recipe even bigger than that. So, it turned out we did have enough flour, and now all the buns are on pans rising. In just under an hour they will be ready to be baked. Mmm. I hope they turn out well. I am much more confident in my buns now than I was a year ago. Hehehe.

I tried something else today. A home remedy of sorts. I got one of those emails...you know, the kind that tell you all sorts of handy things to do in order to permanently rid your life of mosquitos, and cure cancers that are incurable...and so on? Well, this one was about getting rid of flies. I never used to care about flies, but I grew up in the city, and they were never a really big deal there. Here, on warm days I don't even want to sit on the porch swing because the buzz of thousands of flies that are swarming the house is literally all you can hear. It is quite disgusting. So I got this email that said if you fill a ziploc bag with water and toss a few pennies in, you hang it outside where the flies are and it drives them away. Yes, I know that sounds ludicrous. All those emails are ludicrous, but they also are inevitably backed up by some kind of very scientific sounding proof, or at the very least something that sounds quite logical. It has something to do with the multi-faceted eyes of a fly and how the refraction of the water drives them crazy, or scares them, or whatever. Apparently there are many people who believe it works and there are just as many who don't. Well, it's cheap and easily available, so I decided to give it a go. Today is the first really warm day we've had in a while, so the flies are indeed gathering on the deck. I put the bag out a while ago. Well, I can tell you that when Cody left the door open earlier he let in about three really big and really fast ones, and that's the first time this year we've had flies come in when the door opened, so strike one for the little water-filled baggie which is hanging right outside the door. I will step outside right now to check on things and give you the update... Hm. It's hard to say. There are about twenty flies out there right now. That sounds like a lot, but there are usually hundreds. However, when I put the bag out earlier, there did not seem to be any more than there are now. Maybe I'll give this experiment a few days to really see what I think...though I strongly suspect I know what the outcome will be.

Anyway, Micah has now woken up, and here I am still blogging instead of doing my homework. Does a procrastinator's life ever change? Well, maybe eventually.

1 comment:

candy said...

Wow, homeade buns!!!! I feel like I accomplished great things when I bake cookies(pre-made). You are pretty aesome to make buns. As your sis Heidi describes me, I am an Anne girl, and I have very little success when it comes to baking. I day dream too much, improvise and then well, it doesn't turn out. And believe it or not, I work in a Media department, and I deal with conciseness all day with computers. But get me near an oven and watch out!!!!
Love ya!