Don’t use unsalted butter, what a waste of calories, and to add in gut wrenching intestinal distress with no flavour boost is just nonsense. I’m sure for folks with heart disease or some medical/cholesterol related illness the rubbish golden block is unavoidable. But, that being said, if you’re going to do that damage to yourself via food, use the salted, flavourful, delicious, sunshine in a mushy brick of gold, butter with all of its glory intact. Made the mistake yesterday of using unsalted butter on a fresh from the farm cob of corn, and it was so bland. Oily and bland at that. I had to stop eating and worry if my taste was disappearing as I ate. But no. Not Covid symptoms, rather a disappointing salt application. Or lack thereof.
So here we are – again. A Tuesday in September. School is back in session once more, and while I’m WFH, I have the house to myself, some peace and quiet before I start the work day clock. Yesterday I caught up on some household duties, which was laundry. Merely gathering it all up and pushing it through the wash/dry cycle. Today I will actually sort it all and put it away. I’m telling myself that once I get the shelf unit done, that’s when I will actually tackle the interior messes. Papers to sort, broken toys to either fix or throw away. Sorting toys into their appropriate bins, boxes and bags. It’s about a weeks worth of work. So I want to settle in to focus on it, rather than attack it piecemeal in between paid projects. A lull is coming. Usually by early to mid November, then I’ll have all the time in the day to do home DIY projects, and clean like a maniac. But as I have paid work coming in, that stuff needs to sit and wait some more.
So what is new? Not a whole bunch. I have a new Elf bust on the sculpting pedestal. The shelf unit is well underway, with the dry fit completed yesterday of the base portion. Any model kits I have will wait until it gets snowy outside, and I’m mid lull. I haven’t roughed out any plans for book threes collected short stories. I wrote a couple of interesting characters earlier in the Spring and summer that I could follow around. Some criminals, and some detectives. Not necessarily linked, could be two very different things, or get smashed together to be one big conglomeration. I don’t know. I love the freedom of not knowing. Makes it fun. My children’s book will come back into vogue when the winter hits and I don’t want to go outside – like, ever. Hate the god damn cold. I have finished busts that need to be painted and clear coated.
The Markham Fair will be upon us in a few weeks, so we have to get on top of our entries. Building, harvesting, cleaning, tagging & bagging for display. It’s a whole thing. Plus we have to get it all over to the fair grounds, that’s a major task in and of itself. Then you have to deliver and move the giant pumpkins. That’s an endeavour, believe you me. But the air gets crisper, and the sun sets earlier, and the fair food smells so damn good. The midway lights and sounds and smells really brings it all home. The kids love it. We’ll be there for portions of all four days. Starts September 29th and ends October 2nd, 2022. You should go. It’s a lot of fun.
At some point I do need to finish the trim in the downstairs bathroom, but that’ll be two hours work, and not much fun. But I can strike it off the list. We need to think about our Fridge, which is temperamental, and the water heater overflow is filling a bucket per week, one drip drop at a time. So that needs seeing to. Might as well have the water softener looked at too. I can’t get it to not run every single day.
New projects, gotta jet. Ciao Bella!
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