Well, the bread (the first batch) didn't rise properly. It's called "Spaghetti bread" and it has parmesan cheese in it - which probably makes it too wet. So I stood there staring at the little shrunken loaf. And then I sighed. And then I decided that my two loaves of bread didn't need to "match."

So I made Irish Soda Bread (which is sort of a quick bread - you don't need to let it rise) and put another batch of Spaghetti Bread in the machine. This time I added more flour. I kept checking it nervously and finally went to bed aroun 8:45, got up again at 11:30 when it was done. This time it turned out.

Slept very badly last night. That happens I think when my brain gets too much stimulation in a day and not enough downtime. I kept having unpleasant dreams - I don't remember them all except there was one about how a bunch of my colleagues were going to Antarctica or somewhere and were going to live in tents for months and I had at first agreed to go, but then realized I didn't want to live in a tent for months and use an outhouse and not bathe or wash my clothes. And I was trying to get out of it, and one of my colleagues sighed and rolled her eyes and said well, maybe, her husband could go in my place. And then I realized that they had already partitioned off the male vs. female sleeping quarters, and I had to go. And then I was trying to find knitting to take - and decided on socks on size 0 needles because those take forever - but then I was worried that the airline would confiscate the needles because I only had steel needles in that size.

I had another one with a "wild mountain cat" that I found out in the woods and brought home, and he turned into some kind of goofy moochy guy when he jumped up on my sofa.

And another one where, for some reason, I was trying to find housing for my Youth Group kids, and the only places that would let me rent them were nasty and had holes in the walls, and I called up my co-worker and wailed about how every place was treating us badly because kids were involved and because we didn't have lots of money to spend.

*****

And: This is one of the better proposals I've heard in a while. More cuteness in games! Less depressing netherworld versions of reality! More red shoes and wobbly pink convertibles!

"If you get 100 of anything, a little tune plays." Indeed.

(my favorite games ever - not that I'm much of a gamer - are Tetris and that one that's available free online called Bounce Out (you do have to sit through an ad to play it though)where you are freeing Super Balls from a vending machine.)