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Harvesting Wild Yeast for Sourdough Bread

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Well this whole virus thing has really taken off, has it not?  I don't know where YOU live, but my town is under "shelter-at-home" orders.  We can't gather together more than 10 people in a location.  We are not supposed to travel unless it is absolutely necessary to our health and well-being. Of course, Matt still has to go to work, since he is in health care...and to be honest, while I am a little nervous about his potential for exposure (and subsequently ours, and more importantly, the grandparents), I am really grateful right now that we chose jobs in health care and education. My heart hurts for people who are not as fortunate and are really suffering from all of the closures and shut downs.  😢 There is so much to think about when we are remembering the burdens this causes.  Mine are minute...so I'll be a trooper and not complain.  I mean...I'm currently being paid to work from home, alongside my children...so that's actually a bit of a dream

I survived COVID-19, 2020! T-Shirts to come...

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I mean, I get it.  It's an illness we definitely need to acknowledge.  I may not know exactly what is going on in China or Italy, but I am intelligent enough to know that a pandemic is a pandemic.  And, as with any other illness (I tend to take them all rather seriously), I plan to be super diligent in attempting to stop the spread in my own house, as well as the greater community. This is something atypical.  COVID-19 is something we are not used to dealing with.  And it IS killing people, albeit it tends to be particularly fierce on the elderly and the compromised.  In my book, if it kills 1, it is worthy of heightened awareness and diligence.  I desire to protect the vulnerable.  That is ALWAYS a high priority in this deep and caring heart. Speaking of caring.  I have had a dramatic realization in the recent past.  I care...A LOT.  More than a lot of people, I am starting to realize...though, NOT about self protection in a crazy, panicking, horror-stricken, hoard-it-a

Signs of Spring

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Baseball is officially back in season.  We have joined a new team, and it's like going from 1 to 10 in intensity.  He has a tournament THIS weekend.  THIS WEEKEND!!  The first week of March.  What have I gotten myself into? This is the kind of team that throws in an extra practice, because the weather is nice.  So...yeah.  I'm a little nervous.  I don't exactly have all kinds of time to be Dillon's Uber, let alone sit and watch an untold number of games.  But... I think this team is going to be really good for him.  I like the players.  They are respectful.  And they are good.  Intimidatingly good.  I had to help out a bit with his confidence in the transition, because guess what.  He is good, too.  Sometimes, we don't realize our own talents because of our big gaping insecurity.  And being thrown in from rec league to AAA isn't exactly a gradual transition. I think he is transitioning well now.  But you can be sure that I will keep a close, mama-bear ey