Milling
A-Basin is making snow. Joe is psyched. So - to all of Joe’s friends who read my blog - it is time to start saving your money so that he can take you snowboarding!
I want to get a grain mill. I know it seems crazy, but hey, I already make my own soy and almond milk… I bake my own bread… I have a sourdough starter going in my kitchen… I make my own granola bars… Grinding a little grain can’t be that big of a step. I’m so crunchy now. Matt’s allergies kind of made it non-negotiable, since most prepackaged products contain milk (or at least casein), but still… It works out well that God paired Matt and I together, because I love this earthy kind of stuff, and his body needs it. Isn’t it cool how that works out?
So even though Joe is giving me the same raised-eyebrow expressions that I saw when I told him I was switching to cloth diapers, he seems relatively willing. I guess that’s why God appointed us women as “keepers of the home”, right Candice? Hehehehe. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
I’m going to go read a bit. The aforementioned Candice borrowed my church history book, so I’ve switched over to A General Introduction to the Bible. Its actually quite good, and much more in-depth than the name would suggest. I think that the same author (Geisler) wrote When Skeptics Ask, which was an interesting book. Both of them are a nice reminder of the stuff that I learned at PBA in my classes. Why wasn’t I a religion major? It seemed so much less applicable back then, but now I would love it!
Oh well! Good night everyone