Yesterday, I stayed here while Ray went to work. I spent some time on my computer and made some bread. Unfortunately, I think I had the water too hot for the yeast, because it did not rise at all. I needed the breaf for lunch, so I baked it anyway. Tastes delicious, but it's about 1 inch high. Really.

My Dad came about 11:45. I had been expecting him at 10. When I asked what was up, he said he didn't have anything to look forward to. I was not much help. But he felt better after he worked on the gutters on the north side of the tractor shed and drove Matilda around, cutting the grass in the circle and behind the house. Since I didn't have anything to offer for lunch, he went home. I made pasta bean salad for potluck and worked on wedding plans with the girls via Skype. Molli was off yesterday for Day of the Dead.

We went to potluck and choir and came home and watched some TV.