Tuesday, January 23, 2018

{domestic things}

Creative work seems to be the cure for lots of ills. Bread just out of the oven made from the potato flake starter. Filling the house with that warm, cozy smell. Four things are scents that can't be beat:  baking bread, sliced lemons, bacon frying and also frying onions. Oh my.

Made Fire Cider the other day. Peeled, grated fresh horseradish and ginger, a few lemons zested and squeezed, jalapeños, crushed garlic, chopped onion, a few peppercorns and a fresh sprig of rosemary. Mouthwatering scent. Covered with 2 quarts of apple cider vinegar. Let steep 2-4 weeks. A tablespoon or two/day can keep the monsters away. So they say.

Ordered elderberries as well. Will make Elderberry Syrup when they come. The hippie store was out so I had to order online. Now that store is all out. Seriously, the syrup is excellent for the flu bug.

My whole family was sick with some awful virus a month ago, but not sure what it was. Guess I feel prepared now. The news will scare your britches off, talking about the flu, but all you can do is be careful. Our girls were watching a friend's small children in church a week ago Sunday. As soon as the service was over, the 5 year old crashed. First thought to me was flu. Doggone it. And my youngest was holding the 5 year old. Yep. The grandmother took her grandkids to the doctor and it was confirmed 2 of the children had it. Now their dad is sick. He suddenly felt ill at church this week.

Didn't pass on to this house for which we're all grateful. Good grief.

Laying off receiving Communion for a bit. We use a common cup. Our priest says that there are precautions to spreading a germ via the silver chalice, but I'm not buying it. Being made of silver, wiped after every parishioner sips, uh no. We'll just wait till the sneezing and sniffling stops. Amazes me that folks obviously sick will go up to receive Communion. Share the love. Sorry for the sarcasm.

Miss Hazel will be over in a couple of hours. Tuesday is our set baby day. Our daughter in law is working on her PhD and will be at school today before her one day of work at the restaurant.

We have a running joke. My husband has a fixation on babies, but only kin. He hurries to finish at work when Hazel is here, so he can be with her. She's a bit of a safe place. Emotionally grounding. Even when she's fussy. The girls make jokes about him taking Hazel from whoever happens to be holding her, then it's like she's slipped into a void, never to be seen again. He's that smitten.

Slow down. Enjoy the day. Sunny and chilly here. A good sheet drying day.