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Dec. 13th, 2014 08:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI wrote about 800 words yesterday. I think I need to start editing. I haven't reached the end of the story, but I don't think I'll find the end until after I revise quite a lot. I have a better idea of what I'm doing than I did when I started, and I need to insert a lot of description, thoughts, and physical movement.
I also did a fair amount of cooking. I made fudge, this time with more chocolate chips and less marshmallow fluff. I almost forgot to add the butter, and I think that had an effect. The fudge I ended up with has tiny crunchy bits that make me think I scorched some of the chocolate. It doesn't taste bad, but it's not what I wanted either.
Then I made brownies from a mix. This mix had teeny m&m type things to scatter over the top of batter. It was hard to get them distributed even somewhat evenly.
After that, I washed the mixing bowl and made chocolate chip bars. I used a variant of the Tollhouse recipe-- Someone in Yuletide chat said that cutting the white sugar in half and doubling the brown sugar would make for a chewier cookie, and I didn't see any reason not to try it. The resulting bars are softer than what I usually get. I'm not absolutely positive that's due to the change in the sugar, but something's different. It may simply be that I didn't over bake them this time. I always have a hard time guessing when they're done and tend to err on the side of more time in the oven.
Scott had to go in to work at 3:00 this morning. Fortunately, he got out promptly and has had time to shower. Cordelia's volleyball game is at 9:00, and we'll be leaving in about fifteen minutes. We weren't sure Scott would get home in time to shower.
Cordelia's now saying she doesn't want to play volleyball on her school team. Instead, she wants to work with one of her friends who likes to play but isn't very good (she's scared of the ball and hasn't got much power to her serve-- She rarely reaches the net) and help her improve her playing. I don't see why she couldn't do both, and it's not like she wouldn't know the other girls on the team. I can think of three girls, off hand, who she knows well who are likely to play. I was hoping that her friend who's not a very good player would play anyway. The only way she'll improve is if she keeps trying, and she's shown up for most of the games for the Rec & Ed team. I suppose it must be really hard to keep playing when you know you're the worst player on the team. Poor kid.
I also did a fair amount of cooking. I made fudge, this time with more chocolate chips and less marshmallow fluff. I almost forgot to add the butter, and I think that had an effect. The fudge I ended up with has tiny crunchy bits that make me think I scorched some of the chocolate. It doesn't taste bad, but it's not what I wanted either.
Then I made brownies from a mix. This mix had teeny m&m type things to scatter over the top of batter. It was hard to get them distributed even somewhat evenly.
After that, I washed the mixing bowl and made chocolate chip bars. I used a variant of the Tollhouse recipe-- Someone in Yuletide chat said that cutting the white sugar in half and doubling the brown sugar would make for a chewier cookie, and I didn't see any reason not to try it. The resulting bars are softer than what I usually get. I'm not absolutely positive that's due to the change in the sugar, but something's different. It may simply be that I didn't over bake them this time. I always have a hard time guessing when they're done and tend to err on the side of more time in the oven.
Scott had to go in to work at 3:00 this morning. Fortunately, he got out promptly and has had time to shower. Cordelia's volleyball game is at 9:00, and we'll be leaving in about fifteen minutes. We weren't sure Scott would get home in time to shower.
Cordelia's now saying she doesn't want to play volleyball on her school team. Instead, she wants to work with one of her friends who likes to play but isn't very good (she's scared of the ball and hasn't got much power to her serve-- She rarely reaches the net) and help her improve her playing. I don't see why she couldn't do both, and it's not like she wouldn't know the other girls on the team. I can think of three girls, off hand, who she knows well who are likely to play. I was hoping that her friend who's not a very good player would play anyway. The only way she'll improve is if she keeps trying, and she's shown up for most of the games for the Rec & Ed team. I suppose it must be really hard to keep playing when you know you're the worst player on the team. Poor kid.
