If you remember, I'm quite the persnickety eater. Part of an e-mail exchange between me and my sister that occurred yesterday:
me: how long is pancake batter good for?
I made some last night & had more for breakfast
this morning but there is still about a cup and a half left.
jesse: Sometimes you will get a grayish film on top
after a day or two, but I think the batter is still good for
3-4 days. If you get the gray film on top, just scrape it off.
It is just oxidization and the batter is fine.
me: Ummm, are you serious? You expect ME
to scrape GRAY FILM off of my food and eat it anyway?
I think I'll just make all of the pancakes tonight
and then i can toast them in the toaster oven as I want them.
But you know what? I forgot to make up the pancakes last night. Today I pulled the jar of mix from the fridge, and wouldn't you know it, not just gray film, but gray sludge was floating on top. I scooped some off, poured some out and mixed the last of it in (!!!) and damned if those were'nt some good pancakes I had for breakfast this morning.
We start our childbirth classes tonight.
I haven't done any Christmas shopping, gotten out any decorations, thought much about what I'll get for people or figured out when I'll do any of the above. I think I'm having a hard time believing that December starts tomorrow.
Getting out of bed has become a bit more difficult, I kind of need a running start to heave my body up. This morning I kicked my legs off the bed to get up enough momentum for the rest of my body to follow. Unfortunately poor Ted sensed my intention and stood up just in time for my feet to connect with his throat. Poor guy started coughing and making other strange throat noises.
I think that I might only have sixteen more work days until my maternity leave (of indefinate length) begins.
The baby has been moving a lot in the past few days. It's so much fun--I could sit and play with my belly all day long. If I have knitting for those times when the baby is sleeping, of course.
My ribcage has expanded by almost four inches in the past seven months.
I like these quizzes.
It's about time I read Désirée again. And the Glass family books/stories.
Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca, 1938.
if she has a well-developed figure.
Annemarie Selinko, Désirée, 1951.
dreamless sleep, she just lay quiet, smiling at the ceiling.
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey, 1955.