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Um... so I made bread today.

I've been reading "Ellen White: Prophet of Destiny" by Rene Noornbergen. Amaaaaaaazing book. Anyway, that's what inspired the bread.

Said bread needs some help, though. Gonna have to play with the flour dosages a bit so it can still have that combination and yet be more fluffy.

I can't find my nail clippers.

I finished my 1996 diary. It's typed up and all the drawings and junk scanned in. It has been shredded. Yay. Two years done, 14 or more to go.

We went on a walk this morning.

Life not too exciting just at the moment. I've herbed myself out for the day, so I think I'll go type up more diary.

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I must not little things despise,
For much from little things may rise;
And every moment, every mite,
Is of some worth when used aright.
- c. 1860, anon.

Walking, and other out-of-door exercises, cannot be too much recommended to young people. Even skating, driving hoop, and other boyish sports, may be practised to great advantage by little girls, provided they can be pursued within the inclosure of a garden, or court; in the street, they would, of course, be highly improper. It is true, such games are rather violent, and sometimes noisy; but they tend to form a vigorous constitution; and girls who are habitually lady-like,will never allow themselves to be rude and vulgar, even in play. - Mrs Child, The Girl's Own Book, 1848

It's amazing what you don't know until you find out. - Bill Gurvitch, 1995

Whatever an author puts between the two covers of his book is public property; whatever of himself he does not put there is his private property, as much as if he had never written a word. - Gail Hamilton, "Country Living and Country Thinking", 1862

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.... Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of the man - the biography of the man himself cannot be written. - Mark Twain, "Autobiography"

Without dancing you can never attain a perfectly graceful carriage, which is of the highest importance in life. - Benjamin Disraeli. [I wrote beside this one in my diary, "Weird set of values".]

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Photo of the day = FAIL!

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The body of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
Like a Covering of an old Book
Its contents torn out
And stript of its Lettering and Guilding,
Lies here, Food for Worms;
But the work shall not be lost,
It will (as he believ'd) appear once more
In a new and more beautiful Edition
Corrected and amended
By the author.
-Premature epitaph of Benjamin Franklin, which he wrote in 1728. He died in 1790.

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