That's me ... Hurricane Nancy ... usually running around the house at breakneck speed like a whirlwind, organizing and getting stuff done. That makes this back nonsense SO hard to deal with. I can DO lots of stuff, I just can't LIFT anything. Well good grief ... EVERYTHING involves lifting!!
I started out by trying to be smart about it. If I take my Cowgirl wagon from Janesville Wisconsin Wagon Company and fill it up, it pulls like it weighs two pounds due to the Janesville ball bearings. It's actually pretty amazing how cool this wagon is.
The problem was that everything was too heavy to lift up and carry out of the rig. Those big quilts weigh a ton ... too much to handle. I ended up with just a few things. The rig is still full.
The hurricane abated. The good news is there were no aftereffects. This morning I can't barely feel that rib. I have to say though ... there's not much better than taking a huge breath and not feeling anything! Woohoo!!
To keep from starting up more wind and rain, ending in a whirling dervish, I did haul this beauty to my kitchen on my little wagon. It's really not heavy at all. It's a Cuisinart bread machine. Back on the ranch, we never had store bought anything, and especially bread, mostly because there was no STORE. Everything was made by hand. Biscuits, bread, pies, jams and jellies and all our canned foods like tomatoes, green beans, okra (yes we ate okra), peaches and pears. Everything you can imagine.
Yessirree ... I used to mix that bread by hand and knead it for ten minutes before letting it rise, then drop it into bread pans to rise again and bake it up. When we moved to this part of California, there was actually a store where you could BUY bread. We hated it because it just didn't taste the same.
Along came bread machines. I've had a couple over the years, but this one is one of the best I've used. You just dump everything in, adjust a couple of setting and hit the START button. It mixes, kneads, rises two or three times, stops so you can add seeds or nuts, then bakes it to perfection.