I am pleased to report that we have our bedroom back, and stepping out of bed in the mornings onto brand new soft, springy carpet is bliss. Man, that sounds so lame.
While we were in the process of fixing up the bedrooms we decided to see if there was anything interesting going on underneath the veneer panels on our interior doors. I know, doesn’t that just sound like a riot of a time? Well it’s good news my friends, because underneath those nasty veneers we found these gorgeous solid Rimu paneled doors. We sent them off to get stripped and now we’re drying them out so that we can seal them next weekend and re-hang them.
This means we are currently doorless – which is making for a very cold house. We’re also window-covering-less in both the bedrooms. We’ve constructed a crude blanket/dining table alternative in the master bedroom while we eagerly await the arrival of our new blinds. We’ve ordered those fancy blinds that use cellular honeycomb technology or some shit. They’re supposed to be good insulation-wise and they’ll have a nice clean classic look. Nevermind that I now have to start selling my body in order to afford them. JOKE. Did I really have to point out that was a joke? Probably not.
In other equally uninteresting news, as I type I am waiting for some dough to finish proving so I can bung it in the oven and hopefully produce a delicious loaf of homemade bread. I say “hopefully” because this is my very first attempt at baking bread so there’s a high probability things won’t go according to plan. Heck, up until a few days ago I didn’t have a clue what it meant to “prove” dough, and even today I had to google “knocking back dough”.
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(The stars are to indicate passing of time, just in case you are not familiar with the conventions of children’s storybooks)
Okay, so since I wrote that I have completed the bread-making, and here is a little photo essay of the process:
Overall I’m pretty happy with my first ever loaf of bread. It was a little stodgier than it should be, but hey, it was my first go so cut me some slack yeah?
Have you had a crack at cooking/baking something intimidating lately? How did you get on?
Also, sorry for leading you up the garden path with my rather literal blog title. No bebe to report I’m afraid.