I nagged Hilary, Lindsey and Shayne for not updating their blogs, and here I am--the worst of all the game. I am caught in a whirlpool of wanting my vacation to come, and wanting it to be August, so I can officially say, I have one more year. It is a very strange feeling, however, 16 years is a long time and a big chunk of life to spend in a consecutive career. I don't want to wish a year away, and yet I wish it was next year at this time, and yet, I can't quite fathom what that will be like. I am re reading Wanting More--The challenge of enjoyment in the age of addiction. So much to learn.
Today, I got a sourdough start that has been living for 23 years. I am truly committed to keeping this one alive. Now, that I have found out that you can freeze it when you are sick of stirring, etc. Anyone want a start form this oldie?
1 comment:
No thanks 23 year old milk is not my bag...but we are excited for next year too, but don't forget to live in the moment, and if Heavenly Father went to all the trouble of keeping you there one more year, make it count! We will wait, i guess
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