I have just popped the five-bean bake into the oven for our lunch today--my mother's and mine. Did you get that? I, Wendy, "popped" something in the oven which I made from a recipe. It wasn't that hard, not a difficult recipe, but a recipe nonetheless. Not a frozen dinner or a can of ______ or a boxed meal. Or a peanut butter sandwich. It's just a wonder a person could come to this in her sixties--hence the title of this blog.
Now, I will type a few more lines without going back to add in the missd spaces and letters that my keyboard has suddenly decided to leave out. Who knows why--jut oneo f those computer things that let you know you are not really in charge.
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