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Some good tidings so a few things are moving ahead. Small bits of work, currently cooking. Three meats were out, pork, beef roast, and chicken. Only the chicken remains to be completed, at least to general doneness. The rest will be crisped as needed, save the beef which simply needs heated.
I didn't mention, but when I explained what happened with the milk, my store backed the product. Now, I wasn't there to get free milk, only to find out what to do next time. I won't take them up on their offer, as one gallon per visit is too shy, since my visits are not frequent enough to... if I need milk, even for kefir starting, I need several, at least two. Might see if they will go with me buying an extra or two... I have what I have going plus new kefir crystals arriving Friday. That's a lot to be feeding. My fridge is both cold and clean enough. The problem was the milk, every bad jug was opened the day I brought it home. Still, impressed that without proof they would do that. Been shopping there a lot of years and this is my first return, if honestly that wasn't even my intent. So... :p
I just had some of the pork. Oven broasted, then a few strips crisped out on the grill. Yeah, it takes a bit out there, and dang but does the doorJam rock get hard and my foot soften to it in the cold. Especially when wearing sandals German style, with socks. Oh how I used to laugh. Crow might be best served cold, but I prefer it just a bit warmed. Not my call, sure was my toes!
I am hoping to get the dishes soaking finished, hit a shower, then set up the next batch of beans to soak, and clean the kitchen. I really can't be sure? While dinner is sorted, I do believe I'll get to the rosary for the sis I know the least. Oh, I know, faster, hurry, yesterday! But, no. And I assure you, God absolutely knows why. Probably moving too fast as is. For short times He seems to cover that.
As to things lately? At least in these more recent days, years, I do get it. Nothing like suffering seemingly frozen, or burning, alone. Oh, I checked burn rates with temperature the other night. While time of contact and temperature have a correlation, if what I read is true, any contact with objects 140 (F, I think?) is supposed to cause instant 3rd degree burns. Perhaps the skillet hadn't gotten to 275 in the hour, or maybe it wasn't a full hour, just a half? Though... I've done other like it, if I have also learned not to test. Something though. Perhaps God simply spares fools forced to wander without all awareness. If sometimes, more in years past, I wonder just exactly where I am.
Later.
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