Today is the day we announce that we’re going to participate in the month long A to Z Challenge in April and what our theme will be. I’m planning a very short fiction piece each day, say 50 or 100 words, with a subject matter beginning with the appropriate letter.
Hopefully April 30 will not have to be about zebras, but it’s still too early to tell! 🙂 And, of course, I reserve the right to dredge up an old piece and rework it if time becomes short.
If you’re interested, I hope you’ll check out the Blogging A to Z site and think about participating. Last year was a little nerve wracking, but a lot of fun!
I’m ready for a whole week of these…
JP is my 4-year-old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built. One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him. It makes me hopeful for the next generation. He is so wise and so much fun! You can find all my Me & JP stories here.
Every year one of my brothers runs an NCAA bracket pool for the family at ESPN. There’s a small entry fee, but honestly, it’s more about bragging rights. I don’t usually watch college basketball and know nothing about how to pick the teams, but I rarely pass up a chance to be in a pool. Because then I have a reason to watch the games!
So this year I asked JP if he wanted to help me pick my bracket for the pool. After we cleared up the misconception that college men would be playing basketball games in swimming pools. Much giggling ensued. It’s easy to forget how literal four-year olds can be…
I read off the two teams and he told me which he liked. I believe we took all the Virginia teams, because that’s where my sister lives and he likes to visit. And she has a pool. He picked the Florida teams because that’s where Daddy travels on business.
Me: Minnesota or Middle Tennessee?
JP: Minnesota, cause I like soda. (Giggles.)
Me: Butler or Winthrop?
JP: Butler, cause I like butts, too! (Lots of giggles.)
Me: Duke or Florida? (I always pick Duke. And this year they might win it all!)
Me: But don’t you want Duke? It’s our last name!
JP: Florida. Cause that’s where daddy goes.
So, that’s our strategy. Can’t be worse than who I picked last year!
When I saw Dr. Meg Sorick’s post this morning about baking Irish Soda Bread and realized I actually had all the ingredients, including buttermilk, I had to try it. Because it uses baking soda, there’s no rising involved and because my Kitchen Aid mixer sits on my countertop, I didn’t even have to try to lift anything. In the time it took the oven to heat, I had mixed the dough and shaped it into two smaller rounds, ready to bake.
Why did I have buttermilk? Because I had watched an episode of Bobby Flay’s Brunch on Food Network that used buttermilk and was going to try a recipe from there. Did I try one, you ask? Well, no, I never did…
Anyhow, thirty-five minutes later, we had warm bread for breakfast. As Meg says, it is delightful with butter and honey. If I’d had raisins, I probably would have added them, but it was awfully good the way it was. Believe me, if I can bake this, anybody can. You only need flour, salt, baking soda, buttermilk (or milk you sour with vinegar or lemon juice) and a little sugar. You can find the recipe at Meg’s site, along with some great fiction and poetry!
The picture is my own…