I just feel so baketressy these days.

I know we're coming into fall and yada yada and so generally that's a good enough reason to make any and all these pumpkin. I mean, I know. And I want to. I really do. But it is still almost 90 degrees half the time around here so it's just hard for me to feel like fall, as much as I really, really want to. And so, I have not yet made anything pumpkin. Probably this weekend though the pumpkin baking urge will hit and I will want to make pumpkin bread and pumpkin cookies and pumpkin pancakes and waffles and pumpkin pumpkin pumpkin forever! Because sometimes that's just what you have to do.

Anyway, Levi and I are just living the best life right now. As you may have read in my last post, we try to stay active and not just sit around on the couch all day (though anyone that is a parent is like, so I read that post and actually what you do would be the equivalent of sitting on the couch compared to my life, so nice try but no.) Anyway, we just have a lot of fun and do lots of things that we love. And one thing I love to do is bake. Unfortunately, I often get the baking urge at all the wrong times.

Like a couple weeks ago, we came home from the gym and I realized it was very important that I make cookies RIGHT NOW or I would surely die but then it took me half an hour before I could decide on a recipe so then it was like 9:45 before I even started baking so the cookies came out of the oven, we ate two (or if you're Levi only one because you have self-control) and then went straight to bed. Normally I would sit there and eat 4 or 5, but it just wasn't in the cards at 10:30 at night. Which I guess was maybe a good thing?

I recently asked an old roommate for her bread recipe and she gave it to me and at 8:30 pm on Saturday I finally got around to looking at it and at 9 pm I decided I definitely needed to run to the grocery store to get some wheat flour so that at 9:30 I could start making the bread while Levi watched rugby. Also, turns out the recipe was probably meant for a large family because as I was putting the ingredients in I realized it called for 12 total cups of flour and that probably should have been a clue to half the recipe but a) I'd never made bread before so how was I supposed to know and b) yolo, aight? Eat all the bread! In the end, it probably should have made four loaves of bread but we ended up with 3 massive loaves and gave one to our neighbor and he said it tasted like heaven so it was an overall success if you ask me. But then of course with all the mixing and kneading and waiting for the dough to rise, the last loaf came out at about midnight as I was falling asleep on the couch. Also I lied because I totes didn't actually knead the bread...that's what Kitchen Aids are for. I just wanted you to imagine me covered in flour sweating over my bread dough. #succeedingwithoutkneading

Then yesterday after church we came home and had bread and split one small leftover of mac and cheese before we went on a walk at a nearby park. The weather right now is perfect for a walk. Anyway, we came home around 8 and then since we had mostly just eaten bread for an after church snack, Levi was feeling a little hungry. I told him I could make him something and he said he could just make a quesadilla. But I told him I REALLY felt like making something and I don't even know how it happened but I ended up making a pizza at 9 o'clock at night. Because again, yolo. And also because I'm Stacy and sometimes that's just how my life goes.

Feel free to check in on me tonight at 10 pm because I'll probably be slaving over a streudel or whipping up some bagels or something. Because I'm 25 and it's Monday night so really what else would I be doing?

Here is a small sampling of some other baked goods that have existed in the last six or so months because I know you're interested.