quietmorning01's Blog

I'm tired. If I could go to bed right now, I would in a heartbeat. Sigh. I'll be glad when the fatigue begins to lift. My brain has too much energy for my body to be in slow-mo.

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I picked up a grinder today. . .actually two, because I don't know which one will work better. One will have to go back. . . or not. . . if I can talk my husband into the fact that we neeeeeeed a new coffee grinder, any way. Unfortunately, I think THAT's the grinder that will work the best, so the other one will go back and we'll STILL need a new coffee grinder.

I'll just have to exchange the one I take back for another coffee grinder. **nods**

I want to grind my own grains and rice. . .and maybe even beans. . . will beans make a decent bread? I wonder. Hm. . .time to experiment, I see. **looks for trouble**

Finding my own grains TO grind seems to be very much the challenge. I talked the the manager of the grocery store I go to, he said that if I will get him a list, he'll be happy to see what he can do. If not, I'm going to have to go shopping for a large thing of bird seed. Yeppers.

It occured to me that I always eat at my computer. I have a lap top that I use for work - and often work through lunch. I am constantly spilling stuff on it. I wiped it down with alcohol today - but somehow I don't think that's going to be a really good fix. I put on surgical gloves (my husband keeps a huge supply in the house - no, he's not a surgeon . . .he's just a lil ecsentric, sometimes. **wink**) (And no, they aren't for THAT, either.) **totally blushing**

**clears throat**

I put the gloves on to feed my dog - maybe I won't get glutted tonight. I hope not.

Maybe I'll use them for the 'puter too. Maybe. Probably not.

I WILL use them any time I'm in the kitchen cooking dinner and the menu has something with gluten in it for guests or for my husband. I think that's the best easiest way to handle that.

Bought a new cheapy toaster.

I'm feeling very self conscious about all of this. I don't like the attention I HAVE to call to myself. I'll get over it, though, it's too important not to let people know what the prob is and what my needs are.

I feel like the disease of the week, though. Pft.

I have to go clean the kitchen.

Ciao