I FEEL SO SEEN!
I'm enjoying the Buttermilk Honey bread. Warmed and spread with some butter, it's hard not to wolf down the whole loaf. There was a comment about the sound bread machines make; it's so true. It will go into a rest cycle, then restart, and it jolts you. At least three times yesterday, I got up to check on "that noise," before realizing what it was.
'Bout time for random thoughts, don't you think?
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If I had a Whippet, I'd name it "Good."
A friend of my husband's had a gorgeous Great Dane. He named her "Girl," whNoutich is one of the best names I've ever heard.
A possible name for a Boxer: "Rebellion."
Looking over the Kentucky Derby field:
Pavlovian is not too bad a name, he's a pretty gray roan, and these are his silks:
Wonder Dean(!) has a white nose:
That velvety nose is the second best part of a horse, next to that beautiful jaw.
Emerging Market is a pretty chestnut with a great flippy mane.
Daddy might take him, as the name calls back to his days as a commodities broker. For me and for Twinnie, though, we might bet by silks:
Yesterday, I found a photo story about a young woman and her Quarter Horse at the beach. His name is Caliber. How brilliant. . .
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