Every time I've made bread in our bread machine, I put everything in and turn it on while we are at church. When we come home, the bread smells wonderful, but then ends up looking something like this:
Seriously. Every Time. My bread machine HATES ME! Well. Today I decided to make the bread BEFORE we went to church so that I could watch it, and this is what happened:
|The bottom right picture is me telling the bread how proud I am of it :) The top right picture is to show my belly...filling out the maternity shirt my mom got me and I swore I'd NEVER get big enough to actually fit into it.|
You have no idea how proud of myself I was. It actually turned out!!!!! (okay so it deflated a little on the top, but it's a million times better than the other attempts) I basically ran around all morning proclaiming to Russ that I was making bread that looked like bread! I also talked to the bread a couple times, giving it pep talks. Maybe I was a little too excited.
By the way, it tasted good too!