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here comes the rain again

There was a brief burst of blue sky this morning - but the third of the back-to-back storms has arrived. Oddly enough, the not-exactly-unexpected levee break was in Nevada, not the Central Valley.

Maggie is not complaining about not being outside. I did not let her out the last few days as I was unwell enough to not want to herd her back in again and it was narsty out there. (if she could hang out on the fabric pile in the basement.) She went out during the sunny bit, and wanted back in again when the storm came in.

Lucy, of course, adores it when I'm more or less immobile.

I managed to bestir myself to replace a bulb in my bedside lamp and to finish loading the dishwasher, so I am feeling righteous (and a bit perkier because the bedroom is better lit).

I need to make a phone call pretty shortly to someone who volunteered to help with coffee hour - I did (this is not my regular sunday) but I am really not up to it. Remembering my submerged resolution: Don't be a martyr. (As much as I like working with Fran, who is about as much fun as a barrel of monkeys.)

I think I might be up for making some cranberry-orange bread and some artichoke dip, but that would be fun and I could just drop it off. Artichoke dip would be nice on a cold day and festive for the High Holy Day. (And it's dead easy to make with a FP.) I was going to make mini-financieres in my mini-muffin cups from Clotilde's recipe, and stick a bean in a couple of them for the King Cake effect, but I think that might just be too much effort for me. (Although I do know how to blanch almonds now.)

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backrowbass
Jan. 6th, 2008 05:55 am (UTC)
Is this the third storm, or only the second?

Either way, I've had enough for a while.

Glad you're feeling a bit better (I almost wrote perkier, but decided that was pushing it.)

Blanching almonds takes me back. We used to shell, blanch, and roast almonds at Christmas time when I was a kid. It was a family project. Good times...they made dandy Xmas gifts for teachers.
berkeleyfarm
Jan. 6th, 2008 10:39 pm (UTC)
Third and counting! *glurg*

I remember cracking walnuts with my brother (with Dad's hammers), not blanching almonds ... but where I lived just about every other house had a nut tree in the back yard (walnut in ours, almond in my uncle's, pecan at grandma and grandpa's). I think mom made cookies.

Am not quite up to perky yet but working on coherent. ;) Right now I'm going to go and work on a nap. ;)
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