Making Dirty Dishes

I don't know what I was thinking.  I had plans to clean a bathroom, muck the coop, do more decluttering. . . I managed to walk the box of borax to the bathroom though, and dug a few plastic storage drawers from the barn and washed them up. . .

. . . being lazy, I skipped my work out (the horror!) after all my him-hawing, and baked a sweet potato/black bean frittata with dandelion greens.

(not the best rise, because I forgot to add the butter and added it last - edible, but not the best)

Then I thought that wasn't enough, so I whipped up some bread dough and made a loaf.

While that was doing it's job of rising and baking, the crazy nut I am, whipped up some blueberry muffins.

I also decided to wash the baby bonnets and misc. stuff.  I washed another load of shirts too.  Put those on the line after the rain stopped.

And if that isn't enough dirty dishes for the day, I took a tea break on the porch, and while the rising was going on decided to cook some bacon.  I had him-hawed on dinner, and came up with a plan.

I always cook my potatoes, carrots and onions in a second crock pot when I cook a roast in another.  I always cook too many veggies, and only had a tiny sliver of roast left.  I boiled up the last (very last) bag of frozen garden green beans, and add them, and the cooked bacon to the potato mix.  Wa-la!  Dinner. 

Then I sat there staring at all those dirty dishes.  Well, Hubby will have breakfast, snack and dinner to take to work, and bread to toast with home canned jam/jelly too.