It sounded so good, brenda. Mmmm.

It really was. It didn't have that heavy texture that fat-free baked goods sometimes have, and the almond added a really interesting note. And it was entirely from things I had on hand - TJs frozen berries, some bananas I didn't get around to, etc.

My mom used to do a lemon poundcake and drizzle on top some lemon juice mixed with white sugar - not quite a glaze, just a little kick on top. I think I'll try to do that the next time I make this. But either way, it seriously rocked. I have kind of a knack for freestyle baking.

Brenda, that does sound delicious. Homemade bread sounds like such a dream right now.

Ho-kay. Flipping around channels. Some alien fire creature taking over people apparently? And so far Nick Brendon plus Chakotay from Voyager.

Recipe: [link]

My bread turned out okay, although the second proofing sort of collapsed. Not sure if that was overgrowth due to lack of salt, or because the dough structure with the mixed flour couldn't support it. Or, of course, both.

I really don't want to go to krav tomorrow. I can't see myself not going, because I'm enough of an automaton to ignore fickle things like moods, but I really don't want six more hours of training.

But hey. At least six hours of the day are spoken for.

My stranger encounter today - anyone familiar with a children's book series about a dog named Carl? We were out walking and this family with a toddler were coming the other way and the little girl saw Lucy and started screaming CARL CARL CARL CARL!!!

Huh. My sister has a Rotweiller named Lucy, too. [link]

OK, I just cracked up. There is a woman outsidethat isn't one of my neighbors arguing with someone on a cell. Now, normally, around here? It's laced with explicatives and demands about who slept with whom and child support and that bitch/fucker/n-word... this one was "Just answer my question! Are you a RE.PUB.LI.CAN! JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION! Did you vote for that bastard Erlich!?"

It's gentrification in its fetal form, sarameg.

Cindy, sick sick. I have been coughing like crazy for over a week. My ribs are actually incredibly sore and if I pop my sternum, I'm going to be pissed. My ob, though, is the mostly pragmatic type. She said I don't have pneumonia, but nor is she convinced I have a sinus infection. She prescribed cough syrup with codeine. I know that is the horror of most pregnant people, many of whom in my life have shouted, "you can't take medicine!" But actually, I can't sleep either, so better limited codeine and more rest.

Oh, Kat! And feh on the other pregnant people. My feeling always was that my OB knew a little bit more than the other pregnant people.

I had bronchitis when I was pregnant with Julia. They finally gave me an antibiotic. I still had one dose left the day after she was born. I remember how sore my ribs were from coughing, though. I think it must be worse when you're pregnant because of the belly and all the stretching going on. I would wake up in the night, cough and end up crying, because it hurt so bad.

I hope you feel better soon, Kat. It's miserable being sick when you're pregnant.

Anyhow I have two sestinas to write for my next poetry class (ARGH) and I was told I need to turn in my thesis proposal and have it approved before the end of summer so I can take a leave of absence in peace. Which means, I go back to grad school tomorrow in order to try to crank this out.

Oh, you poor thing. I hope it goes easily for you.

brenda, the bread sounds lovely. Please come make it for me. Also? Lucy is adorable. There's something very sweet about her little face.

I was all excited to actually be able to go to yoga yesterday, but when I checked the website, the Basics class I wanted to intend had been moved back an hour and it was only five minutes until it started. Feh.

She prescribed cough syrup with codeine. I know that is the horror of most pregnant people, many of whom in my life have shouted, "you can't take medicine!" But actually, I can't sleep either, so better limited codeine and more rest.

Also, your doctor gave it to you, which means it's fine.

I wish I weren't allergic to codeine. It would make finding functional cold meds so much easier. (Though I will say, this last cold I had, which was the first time in forever I hadn't taken any decongestants, went away really fast. I was quite impressed with the healing powers of mucus.)