Anne brought this book home from the library.  I’m pretty sure it should be illegal.
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She looked through it and decided we should try the French Toast Bread Pudding with Bacon for dinner one night.  I had to agree.

I basically made French toast (I used challah) and bacon (I like to cook mine in the oven) separately and then use them and some dried cranberries to make a bread pudding.  The recipe called for 4 eggs to make the stuff you dip the French toast in before cooking, but I ended up needing 6 eggs worth.  Not sure if my bread wasn’t stale enough maybe?   I was a bit concerned when I added the custard as it seemed impossible that it would set up with that much liquid, but it turned out just fine.

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Dave made a fresh berry salad to go with.
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We went through almost a whole 9 by 13 pan between four of us so I’d say it was a success!

Such meals do not come without consequence though so today I decided to try out a rails to trails path I located nearby.  Living where we do there isn’t much walking you can do right out of the door.  This path has a parking lot about 5 minutes drive from us though so it seemed like it would be a good start.  I decided to only take Wixer as I’m still being overprotective of Bleys and too much heat and exercise.  He is not amused.  So Wix and I went for about an hours walk.  I decided to try out Bleys’ pack on Wixer as I haven’t been happy with how far forward his sits behind his front legs.  I’m afraid it might rub there.  He was a great walking partner and hopefully got a bit of his yayas out working that pack. I must say it sure was nice to have him carry the water and my keys!
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At first I thought our walk would need to be short because of how sunny it was with the blacktop and all, but soon after we started the trail headed under trees making it much more enjoyable for both of us.

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I’ll definitely go back to walk this trail again.  Hopefully I’ll get Bleys out there soon too.

Around the garden, I think the hummingbirds have me figured out.  They spent a lot of time hovering around the feeder and not eating.  So I realized it was empty.  One of them hovered over my shoulder as I took it down and watched me through the kitchen window as I cleaned it out and refilled it.  I’m a little short to use the step ladder to hang it back up so he left for a bit while I struggled to get it back on the hook.  But he and a friend were back very soon after I went inside.  Smart little birdies.