I knew this day would come...I am officially a ma'am. I was at the grocery store yesterday and was having a nice little conversation with the young checkout guy. Then, I moved down to pick up my bags of groceries and the young kid bagging the groceries started up a conversation.
Him - "How are you today, ma'am?"
Me, always willing to chat with someone - "I'm good...how are you doing?"
Him - "Well...it is 6pm on a Saturday night, I've been working since 10 and have to work until 8pm."
Me - From somewhere deep inside me, comes the voice and wisdom of what must be a 90 year old woman..."Well, you have a job. That is a lot to be thankful for."
Him, looking at me like I am insane - "Ma'am...it is 6pm on a Saturday night. I am thankful for my job, but I am also 16 years old. Work is really one of the last places I want to be on a Saturday night."
End of conversation.
I had a birthday a couple of weeks ago. I am now the ripe old age of 34. I've gone up in the survey age range (are you...age 21-33, 34-50, etc) which first kind of shocked me. Now, I'm getting called ma'am at the grocery store and telling teenagers that they should be thankful to be working, bagging groceries, on a Saturday night. Did I not remember what it was like to have all of my friends hanging out while I was stuck at work? Apparently not because here I am being all old and fogey and getting strange looks from 16 year olds. When did this happen? When did I start getting crows feet and varicose veins? When did I start hearing the words of my own mother coming out of my mouth..."Because I'm the mom and I said so!" Heck...when did going to the grocery store on a Saturday night become the highlight of my day?
Aging really is not that bad. There are just sometimes that it shocks me a bit that I have come to this point in my life. I love my boring, little life, crow's feet and all (however, I could do without those varicose veins!). One thing I do know about myself now compared to myself even 10 years ago...I couldn't bake a thing when I was younger. I had no desire to bake. I just didn't see the point of going to all that trouble for something you could buy at the store, or pop out of a Pillsbury can.
As a tribute to my aging self, I have decided to share with you a recipe that I make on an almost weekly basis at our home. I haven't shared this with you in the past because to be honest with you... it never lasts long enough for me to snap a photo for you. This bread is so incredibly soft and the flavor is fantastic. Easy enough for the old and the young to make. I hope you enjoy!
|3/4||cup warm water|
|3||tablespoons margarine, cut up|
|3||cups bread flour|
|1 1/4||teaspoons salt|
|2||teaspoons active dry yeast|
- Add the water, the egg, the margarine, flour, sugar, salt & yeast to bread machine in the order recommended by the manufacturer.
- Set the machine to the dough cycle
- Once the dough cycle is complete, remove the dough from the machine and place in a lightly sprayed loaf pan.
- Cover and allow to rise in a warm place for 30 minutes.
- Place in a 350 degree oven and bake for 30 minutes or until brown on top and hollow sounding when tapped.