Since I do my best thinking in the quiet of the morning, I worked on my history lessons. I typed two papers, read 3 sections, and emailed the teacher a question about one assignment I haven't completed. While I was doing that I enjoyed my pumpkin coffee.
When I had finished all that I took the dog for a quick walk and by the time I came back my daughter was up. We did some quick spruce up chores -- dusting, vacuuming, cleaned the guest bathroom, made the beds, etc. All the little daily things that need doing.
My husband doesn't do well with white flour products and requested I bake a pumpkin coffee cake for him for this weekend. (He's not due to be in until late tonight.). I found a great recipe on this site for a pumpkin coffee cake. I made a few changes. I used fresh ground pastry wheat flour, vegan butter substitute, and soy milk. It only took 30 minutes to cook in my toaster oven. While this was baking I spent some time talking to my son.
I sat down to read some new to me cookbooks and after a bit decided I was hungry. I'm really hoping the freezer cookbook will help me when tax season begins again.
Breakfast was a simple meal of grits with vegan cheese substitute, dill pickles and the last few lingering tomatoes.
I decided to take the time to really get the pantry straightened up. I had kind of tossed some last minute items in for my daughter before we left and then in preparation for hurricane Matthew she had added some more. While I was at it I decided to update my master list of what was in there. I see no reason that we couldn't eat well for a month or more just based on what we have on hand. I'm going to ask my daughter and husband if they are up to the challenge. I also realized I have an abundance of pasta and rice that I need to incorporate into more meals.
Lunch was a simple plate of seasoned potato wedges.
Supper was homemade pizza and a glass of wine.
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