Instead of Grading

Instead of grading, I'm blogging.

Earlier, instead of grading, I was eating; before that, cooking; before that, grocery shopping. But you're already up to date on that.

I made Julia's zucchini pancakes. I think mine turned out too doughey, and I got too lazy and stopped adding oil. The first batch turned out good, but then I thought that thinning the batter would help, and that's a mistake. Also, I had way too much batter. Live and learn!

I also made tagliatelle alla bolognese, and I made the tagliatelle myself. My arms are sore. Semolina flour is HARD; if you don't want your arms to hurt, you have to do each step correctly; no screwing up. I don't have a pasta roller; it's just me and my rolling pin.

Man, that was hard work. It reminds me of when I volunteered to help grind the corn in El Salvador. That noise was HARD, yo!

It's 10 pm, and I haven't graded squat, but I'm going to bed. I'm tired!

Please keep Susan in your prayers; she's fighting an agressive cancer. Pray also for Lindsay, who is in the final stages. Also pray for Jonathan and Josh, whose father had a fatal heart attack while driving down the freeway, and pray for Jonathan and Josh's mother and grandmother, who were riding in the car and are now in intensive care. Pray for Mickey, Jenny, and her mom; for their safe travels. Pray in thanksgiving for my mama's birthday.