Personal blog of christian
writer & fallible mom
Katy McKenna Raymond
in Kansas City, Missouri
Katy is represented by
Rachelle Gardner at
WordServe Literary
Read more Katy at
LateBoomer.net
Recent Posts
- Soul Train
- Live Out Your Dream And Discard The Box
- Tears In A Bottle
- From The Young Mom I Once Was, To You
- I Can’t Help Falling
- What A Difference Ten Years Makes
- The Next Best Thing To Robert Redford
- The Memory Keeper’s Daughter
- Where Have All The Years Gone
- Fun With Kiki Cullen
- Stuck On Mom
- Ten Years Later, Our Girls From Northern Ireland Remembered
- The Thrift of Grief
- Job Security
- The Party’s Over
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Bingo!
I’m baking whole wheat bread today, and yeah, I grind the wheat at home, immediately before baking. I’ll crank out at least ten loaves, maybe fifteen. A whole bunch of them—however many will fit—will get packed into an enormous rolling cooler and become my entry in the McKenna Family Gift Exchange. I fully expect my nephew Andy (who LOVES my bread) to fight for the right to walk away with the cooler and its contents. THAT will be fun to witness.
In the meantime, my anticipation level while grinding and mixing and kneading remains on high alert. Why? Because ANY SECOND NOW, I expect the doorbell to ring, and the good old FedEx guy to drop off another holiday package from Kohl’s or Amazon or wherever.
I can’t explain it. But the juxtaposition of the floury mess, the apron, the divine smells, the twinkly lights, and the doorbell really does it for me.
Any combinations you can’t get enough of?
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