It's been a fairly busy few days.
I cut, packaged, and froze 80 pounds of chicken.
I had an eye appointment, and my doctor said everything is looking good from my surgery.
I sight-read some piano music for a musical number in our ward on Sunday. A few girls that were planning to sing couldn't make it, so the pianist had to step in to sing. She brought the music to my house 15 minutes before church started, I played through it once, and then played in sacrament meeting.
I also taught the gospel doctrine lesson (that's my current calling; I teach once a month), and had helped Jakob prepare his talk in primary as well.
I cleaned at my dad's office.
I had a short piano recital for some of my students. Jakob did great, I messed up a little (but I hadn't practiced all that much-I decided last minute to play at the recital). I decided to take May off of teaching, which is probably a good thing, because Pete just started working Wednesday through Saturday for 12-hour days. 48 hours of work, plus 8 hours of commuting time. He's a good man, that one.
I did my visiting teaching. Yay!
I went grocery shopping.
I'm totally caught up on laundry.
Pete and I watched "First Knight". "The law will judge YUH!"
I made cornbread for our ward's chili cook-off, which won a little award. Here's the recipe, from my kids' preschool teacher, Miss Karla:
Cornbread
1 cup butter melted
1 cup sugar
4 eggs
2 1/2 cups buttermilk
1/2 tsp. baking soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1 cup cornmeal
3 cups flour
1 tsp. salt
Mix butter, sugar, and eggs. Add buttermilk and stir.
Stir dry ingredients together and add to liquids. Stir just until moistened.
Pour into greased 9"x13" pan and bake at 350 degrees for 35 minutes.
And, I fed the missionaries last night. They ate SOOOO much food! I don't know what I'm going to do when my boys are that age, and eating me out of house and home. Note to self: quantity, not quality.
Today, I've done pretty much nothing. Even moms need days off every once in a while, right?
1 comment:
Dude, I did nothing today, too! And I took TWO naps. The first one was on purpose. The second one happened when I was trying to get warm. I was perma-cold today. So I felt like a jerk, taking two naps, but oh well. Buttermilk makes everything better. That's how I feel about it.
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