So Much For My "Alone" Day...

Bill left on his trip at about 11 am. I saw him off down by the pond, where I was picking blackberries (again!) and wished him a happy journey. Echo and I trudged back up to the house and puttered about. I turned the A/C on full blast, and turned on the fans. I set out some chick-flick movies to watch later. I took a nap. Ah, solitude!

I woke to the sound of someone banging around in my house. Bill? Did I sleep round the clock until Sunday afternoon? No. Bill had trouble with the motorcycle in Kingsport, so he turned around and came home. He declared that it was cold in the house, turned up the thermostat, turned off the fans and parked himself on the couch to watch All-Time Top Ten Tanks (and presumably, The Men Who Love Them...), flipping from that to the Hitler Channel (which I call Hitler's Favorite Recipes) and back again. Sigh. There went my afternoon and evening plans of quiet alone time.

Since I was already overheating again, I decided to bake a cake:

Summer Fruit Claffouti

Preheat oven to 350 and grease a 9" round cake pan.

Melt 1/4 cup unsalted butter in the microwave
Beat 1 egg and 1 cup sugar until thick and lemon-colored.
Add 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1 tsp. baking powder, 1/4 tsp. salt
Add 3/4 cup milk, 1 tsp. vanilla extract, and the melted butter.
Beat until smooth, Pour into pan.

Mix fresh or frozen summer fruits with 1/3 cup sugar (I used frozen peaches and frozen blackberries) and spoon onto top of batter.

Bake 1 hour, until toothpick comes out clean.

I knitted. I cooked dinner. I ate dessert (I only eat dessert when I have issues). Tomorrow is another day, as Scarlett would say.

Today, I will get my day of rest. Bill and Ray are going to the gun show in Grey and then to Bristol Caverns, and I am trying for round two of Pam's Day Off.

With luck, I won't see either of them until suppertime.