Yesterday I also made turkey pot pie, with made-from-scratch crust and cream of mushroom soup. It was delicious. I am so proud to turn out so many homemade goodies. It gives me more of a feeling of accomplishment than working for minimum wage ever did. I have always loved being in the kitchen. There is not much that gives me more joy than to watch people enjoy something I have cooked. I know it seems quaint and simple, but it fulfills me. I look forward to paring back more; to discovering new culinary talents. I made an Alfredo sauce to go with lunch. I haven't made Alfredo from scratch since before Jackson was born, almost 9 years. It felt so good to whip that up from memory.
I feel so peaceful right now- enjoying the cool weather, the smell of good, homemade food, and the sound of my laundry tumbling away in the dryer. A clothesline is a project I have been meaning to get to. I'm going to the Habitat ReStore tomorrow with my dad (I love hanging out with my dad on Fridays)- maybe I can get a 2x4 and get that put together.
I'm rambling. Suffice it to say- Life is good.