Baking bread again. I go through cycles, hardly ever baking it in the summer. It is a cold weather activity, for sure. Right now, I'm into a wonderful oatmeal bread recipe. There is no fat, and only a teaspoon of honey, lots of rolled oats, unbleached flour, and steel cut oatmeal. Very yummy.

So while it is starting it's second rise, I'm hard boiling eggs for the potato salad I'm going to make. I've already mixed up the salmon and will head out to the store shortly to pick up some coleslaw. Not only do I like coleslaw for itself, but I really like it in sandwiches and wraps with salmon, or egg, tuna, or the like. I like to put things together on Sundays to take for lunches during the week. Too expensive to eat out every day.

Since I wrote about Mum the other day, I've been thinking about Dad. Next post will be my thoughts on him, and our relationship. Quite different from mine with Mum.