Eldest child loves sesame seed bagels. Only sesame seed flavored bagels. For some reason, I have trouble finding them in the grocery stores here (no doubt, the answer is to go find a bakery but my trips are already too long).
So, I decided to try making bagels. Overall, it went better than I expected. Next time, I'm going to try making them less chewy, a bit more salty, and hopefully make them look more like bagels and less like spirals.
Ok, I have just finished #reading Harrow the Ninth. That was definitely something.
Well, the power wasn't back on before the generator had to be moved. Eldest child is on a Zoom call with a classmate and I'm right next to him so we can share my phone hotspot. His classmate notices me and Calvin explains that "the internet is out" so we have to share the hotspot. Which I think is a n amusing description as the internet would be fine if we had power.
We now live in kind of a little compound in the country. It's not really a compound but it feels like that. There are 4 different residences on one 35-acre property, including our landlords. Our power goes out somewhat regularly for various reasons. However, our landlords have a generator as part of a welder which they hook up to power all the houses (when they don't need it for other things). It's _amazing_. It's also really weird. I feel very spoiled.
The youngest cousin didn't realize he was infected and went off to college (his school has freshmen and seniors on campus). His roommate now has it. They visited my aunts parents. Originally were planning to meet outdoors but moved indoors because of the smoke. Her family now has it.
(They were going to visit my husband's parents but ran out of time. Rather lucky, as it turns out. My MIL is generally healthy but is in her 70s.)
I think I've become overly blase about COVID-19. I think I've mostly adjusted to never leaving the house (not hard) and having my kids around all the time (much harder). So, now it feels kind of normal instead of something I'm doing because of a pandemic.
However, we just heard that my husband's cousin probably brought it home (via a hospital coworker) to her family. My husband's aunt is now in the hospital. Everyone else in her immediate family has it.
Online Kindergarten . . . evil genius edition.
Today, my kindergartener’s class convinced their teacher she had frozen. They managed to waste 10 minutes while she disconnected and reconnected.
I’m a little impressed. That seems like a fairly advanced, if not entirely admirable, skill.
(I learned about this when I arrived to figure out what the ruckus was about and youngest child explained gleefully, “we’re playing a trick on our teacher!”)
Major publishers are a major pain in the ass to libraries when it comes to eBooks:
"86% of the ebooks from that list have to be repurchased on a regular basis, most commonly after 24 months, even if the book is never checked out."
"The average price of an ebook that has to be repurchased is $49.48."
Publishers are he fucking worst with their eBooks and libraries are taking it in the chin.
I made Chocolate Fudge "Blackout" Cake for spouse's birthday a couple of weeks ago. For some reason, one slice has been lingering in the fridge. I felt like spouse should have it because it was for his birthday. However, he's ignoring it so I caved and finally ate it. The cake was surprisingly good considering how old it is. A very good way to end lunch :)
My spouse's email is his name. He got it early enough that he doesn't need any extra identifying middle names or numbers. However, a surprising number of people mistype their email address as his email address. This means he routinely gets responses for doctor appointments, job applications, etc that he didn't submit and contain sensitive info.
He calls these email "flying phish".
Youngest child is talking about drawing flying fish and all I can think of are emails jumping into a boat.
Food? Imaginary chicken cannibalism.
I have also learned the chickens eat chicken soup which I personally find disturbing. I thought maybe they ate fake chicken -- we're vegetarian so that's what we eat -- but no. The still living chickens throw the dead chickens into the soup pot. (Pragmatic and terrible at the same time.)
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