He might be the sweetest of them all - far sweeter than any confection I could dream up!
Making the dough
Then it needs to be kneaded - and who doesn't?
After rising for an hour
Braided and ready for the oven
Out of the oven, and drizzled with powdered sugar frostingThe finished product on a grandma plate on a grandma tablecloth. But what the heck, I am a grandma! The folks at work liked the bread - it tastes so good with a bit of butter. (not margarine - NEVER margarine!)
I did something today that I have never done before. In a meeting with my boss, I started crying. I couldn't stop. I kept apologizing. He understood, but it was embarrassing. And my boss could not have been kinder and more supportive.
I left work and did what any woman like me would do - I called my hairdresser and told her I needed an emergency appointment. She found time for me at 7:30 p.m., after having been on her feet cutting and coloring hair since 6:30 a.m. She wouldn't cut all my hair off, and then she wouldn't take any money from me! I owe her - big time.
It's been a strange week, but only two more days of work this week. And then there is an AA social event to attend on Saturday night. I am looking forward to that!
That's enough out of me on this Wednesday night!
I sure am grateful for another sober day, and hope to try it again tomorrow.