So last night I made more bread with my fancy new cookbook. Here’s what I have to say about fancy new cookbooks. (How do you spell sticking your tongue out and spraying the fancy new cookbook with my spittle?)

It wasn’t bad bread, but it took me three days to make (well, technically two but I waited a day in the middle) and I’m pretty sure I followed the directions closely, but there was flour in the middle, where I folded the bread. It said to fold it. Hmmph. No more folding. Knead. Not fold. It was ciabatta and v tasty, don’t get me wrong. But it wasn’t three-days-in-the-making good.

On another note, I am quite proud of some invitations I designed for Kristina’s engagement party. I can’t post them here, because she hasn’t seen them yet. But they’re freaking awesome. Don’t you want to hire me to design stuff for you? Come ON people, I put down a deposit for Anne’s wedding, now I’m gonna have to pay the rest!

On another note, my sister is evil. She called me last night to say Ellie didn’t say hi. She and Rob and my mom are in LA visiting my sweetest pumpkinhead baby niece and I want to be there! Argh! But it’s okay…must calm down…I will go in late June and by that time, Ellie will have forgotten ALL about evil Aunt Jenny and all thoughts will be pushed aside in favor of lovely Aunt Pam. Yay Aunt Pam! She is the best!