Grandma's English Muffin Bread

Grandma's English Muffiin Bread

3 cups flour
2-1/4 tsp dry yeast
1/2 T sugar
1 tsp salt
1/8 tso baking powder
1 c warm milk
1/4 c water
Cornmeal


Using the mixer bowl, combine all ingredients but cornmeal.

Beat on low speed for 30 seconds.
Beat on medium high for a few minutes.
I use the dough hook.
Dough will be sticky.

Use loaf pan - spray.
Sprinkle pan with cornmeal.

I take the dough out of bowl and put on floured counter.
Just turn it over and form into a loaf.

Put in loaf pan and sprinkle cornmeal on top.
Cover and let rise until doubled in size.
Bake at 375 degrees for 35 minutes or until golden brown.
Remove from pans to cool.
Bread needs to be toasted.

Ode to the Microwave

The microwave is dead and the home warranty company ordered a new one. I hope it is not like my previous Maytag microwave oven . OMG, it was so nosy. It wanted to know what I was cooking, how much it weighed, what kind of meat it was, etc. Seriously, it had more questions than a toddler or an annoying debit transaction at the grocery store. It drove me crazy. I did like this GE Profile Spacemaker XL 1800. Hopefully, I will get something similiar. . . . .

Nagged and Nagged

The girls have been nagging me to make lasagna. It has to be sort of cold for me to be in the mood for it. But, I did it. Here is a photo of what is left. It went to school in their lunches and Blonde Girl ate some for breakfast. I guess lasagna, like revenge, is best served cold. Blonde Girl said "all we need to have is stuffed shells tomorrow and maybe tacos for a perfect week". They are funny.

Sick Bed

I wanted to take a photo of Miss Brunette. She didn't want her picture taken. But, Sadie did.

She got right in front of the camera and even smiled. Her eyes are not that freaky in real life.

But, they are a light amber. My friend Amy can't look at them . . . . . . but that is another blog.

They're Off

Have I mentioned that Love Man is a huge fan of the state of Montana and the University of Montana Grizzlies? Go Griz! It is his license plate and sadly, a few years ago, a tattoo on his leg. I can't talk about the tat.

The U of M Grizzlies are playing NAU in Flagstaff this weekend. Naturally, we always go. Except, Miss Brunette has not been feeling very well. Yes, it is a shock as we are never sick. Yesterday, I thought I should pick her up after her 3rd period Social Studies test. NO! That would not do as she had so much work to do in her classes. I was not to pick her up. I didn't.

So, I picked her up after school. "Why didn't you pick me up after 3rd period?" "You told me not to". "I felt terrible all day." You can imagine how the rest of the conversation went. She went to bed last night at 7:30.

This morning she has a temperature of a 100 and is congested and coughing. Her throat hurts.

Blonde Girl and Love Man went to Flagstaff. We are home and planning to watch the entire

A & E version of "Pride and Prejudice". We are HUGE fans of Mr. Darcy.

Walking the Walk

This morning I was heating water in my microwave. The dumb thing started making a loud noise and then emitting a gross, plastic smell. Honestly. I called the warranty company, luckily we have kept up our home warranty all of these years. And, we have the ultimate upgrade which includes appliance and ice makers. You know how I feel about ice. . . . . . .



The dogs are fine. Sadie likes to jump into the pool and then run into the house. She was not allowed to ride to take Miss Brunette to school as she was damp. I am not having wet, dog smell permanently in my car. She whimpered and whined, but got over it.



Miss Brunette and I walk Blonde Girl to school, along with the three dogs. Usually our neighbor walks with us with one child walking and another in a stroller. Not since the pilgrimage marking the conversion of Paul from Saul,from Saint Simon and Jude Cathedral to St. Paul's, is there more of a parade. We are a bit of a spectatcle. People laugh, point, honk, wave and sometimes stare. Honestly, you would think some of these people had never seen two women, four children, three dogs and the occassional combo precussion set.

Time and Place

My teaching partner caught a tarantula trying to sneak onto her porch. Naturally, like all good preschool teachers worth their salt, SHE CAUGHT it. It is now in our room and the hit of the preschool. She bought grasshoppers and the spider devoured them. I put water in the terarium and a paper towel roll for hiding. SHE, not me, will be releasing it tomorrow after school.