I doubt I'd use any process that involves much manual intervention, because the microwave is the hands off magic box for me. It's simpler for me to stand at a stove stirring than starting and restarting the gowy box (no, not that one, the other one) because that's how I'm processing effort investment.
I need to see if my current methods will explode saucers. That seems key. I do actually prefer steel cut (GOD, do I, but I'm a slut for oats in most any form, really) and I had the whole thing down to a lazy mechanical process, but I lost momentum...
Just re-distributed foodstuffs in the kitchen. Since the moth infestation I'm uber-paranoid and keeping more stuff on the counters instead of up on shelves where I can't see them, and in airtight containers instead of the original now-kinda-opened boxes. I love moving grain from rectangular container to cylindrical, etc, inasmuch as I'm testing my ability to estimate volume independently of the dimensions.
I did end up leaning on the raisins a little, but otherwise pretty okay. Canisters are full, and cheapo tupperware is released back for fridge and freezer duty.
Gack! I'm trying to remember part of a phrase. I'm thinking it's "a high [something]" and I am trying to say they're in a huff or their dander is up--I kinda feel like it's a British term, but my brain is being very useless--maybe it's "in a high [something]"?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY BRANE????
It's simpler for me to stand at a stove stirring than starting and restarting the gowy box (no, not that one, the other one) because that's how I'm processing effort investment.
My guess is that you are not a microwave oatmeal person. I prioritize having just my bowl to clean even if that means I pay attention while I microwave.
Also, I can pretend my breakfast is a supervolcano.
this literally happened by just sitting down
Sprained my hand by taking off my coat. A month ago. And it still hurts.
That said, I hope it's nothing serious, Sophia.
Oh, thank DOG, Jesse. And I realise I've never considered low dudgeon. Probably disappointing anyway.
I prioritize having just my bowl to clean even if that means I pay attention while I microwave.
Ah, no. I am awful at intermittently stirring. Remarkably neglectful. I use one of these on the stove, and I still get a charge from how perfectly ita ! serving size it is--if I can just stand still for ten minutes, that is.
Argh, had a new development in the project I'm spending 95% of my time on, which will result in my art being reviewed/approved by a co-worker who manages to be both nit-picky and indecisive. At my checkup next week I may ask my doctor if I can double up on blood pressure meds.
I just need to remember that Big Boss told me in the past week that I wouldn't have to arrange re-licensing of some fine art from museums and artists' estates, which has been a small kernel of dread in the back of my mind for years now.
ita, you need one of the magnetic mixing hotplates which can self-stir stuff. Maybe just liquids though.
I am realizing how much my mother loved me as I go through the annoyingly bureaucratic process of starting a girl scout troop. Because my mom did that for me, including taking a group of 3rd graders camping. I know intellectually she loved me, but it's only as I sit in these awful "trainings" that I realize she did the same for me.
I wonder if Grace will do the same for a daughter in the future.
Also, Paul Ryan's neighbors don't like him either.
OH! I went to a professional development today and won a Nook Color!
