The coffee crumb cake I made was a success. The icing crumbles on top, the cinnamon swirl in the center of the loaf. Perfect texture. I was proud of myself for that one.
The rain was nice. High winds set off car alarms and a tree fell in the courtyard. Comically, not the peaceful zen I was hoping for. Entertaining though.
I moved the projector so I can be warm in bed and project fantasy nature scenes for ambience, while also playing nature sounds on every speaker at once. I should never have taken stage design in school. Look at the monster it created. Oh it gets worse. Now I want to build a swing for my hall. I'm turning into Sarah Winchester, but to appease my inner child, not to confuse ghosts. Ghosts are always welcome here.
thursday - 2024-02-22