Last Friday night he said, "What do you want to do tonight?"
I replied, "I'm making my first loaf of sourdough!"
Saturday evening he asked if there was anything I wanted to do.
I said, "I need about an hour to get my dough proofing and then...."
"Oh, it's a BREAD night....," he lamented.
But, he hasn't complained about eating it all week. :)
We shared the last two slices over dinner tonight.
Good thing for him he has flight training all weekend...now he won't feel ignored and neglected while I experiment with my new gadgets!

Is it a bread night!??! LOL I'm having a hard time feeling bad for him with all the bread benes he's getting!!
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