today, i tied on my apron, put on my pearls, slipped into my favorite pair of heels & channeled my inner june (as in my grandma june... not june cleaver) & baked bread. i had to take this little lady out for her inaugural mission. & nothing beats the smell of freshly baked bread wafting through the air. grandma june would be so proud.
Friday, January 15, 2010
domesticated bliss.
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baking bread,
life
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Your bread looks divine!
Spoiled. You got it for Christmas, you lucky lady. LA was good, I found no feathers and not much awesome stuff... but I'm saving all my money for NYC so I tried not to find anything today!
looks delicious...mom would be so proud....(in more ways than one)
she's a beauty, i'm jealous. and you're right there's nothing like homemade bread. so what kind did you make? it looks fabulous
So proud of you....but, did you really wear heels??? Wowza!
Yum. You're inspiring me.
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