Today is my first Monday off of a summer of no work Mondays!
I took Julia to school and volunteerd to do a drama workshop with her class for an hour. They are studying butterflies in the classroom, so they told me all about the four stages. They dressed up in the fabric tubes I brought we created a story about moths and butterflies, with ended with me crazily chasing the boy moths away from my wool.
Julia was proud of me .
It took hours on the bus to get home. Rainy bus stops suck.
Now, I’m puttering about, a little reading here, a little knitting here, I made 30 honey bee sweets from vegan lunchbox, I have veggies for a soup all cut up and a rice salad to assemble. I’m digging around for a quick biscuit recipe that doesn’t require milk. Bannock, we’ll just eat bannock! I haven’t tried making bannock for five years! I stopped because I was dating an Aboriginal man and I kept on trying to impress him with bannock, only it was always burnt, too hard, too soft, or nothing like bannock. He had a radio show on CBC where he did social commentary with a Native accent, he once did an episode all about my bad bannock. Will I impress Dave with great bannock at dinner? I will try my bestest!
