Who knew you could MAKE bagels?

Here are some of my recent attempts at making bagels. The first batch was largely a flop, but the dogs loved them. Each time i make them, they look a little bit more like real bagels.

Who even knew? They take some time, but an easy way is to just pop in a movie, start making the bagels, and when the movie's over, your bagels are ready. What could be better?

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Alzheimers

Ow, my skin. People with Alzheimers disease can be very combative at times. Some of them all the time. Last night, there was a fella who did not want his underpants changed. I got the teeth and fingernails at the same time, a feat i consider pretty impressive (teeth in the shoulder, fingernails dug into the arm). Then walloped upside the head and pinched sharply, all the while being cursed to hell. It probably sounds strange, but i really love the work i do.

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Self.reflection

Master of justification. Expert at mediocrity. Caring just enough to be able to disregard criticism. Lists of excuses. Failure to admit wrong thinking and doing. Unwillingness to change. Stubborn about all the wrong things.

I wonder how we stray so far from who we thought we were and who we wanted to become. Little by little, most likely, without self-reflection.

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Sigh

Crumb. Battles are so hard, even (especially?) the internal ones. Self vs. self. Hard to struggle against yourself without getting tired of fighting. Weaker side always so much stronger...

May we all keep on striving to love others better, even when (and it usually does) it means vying against the selfish self, the side which is way easier to oblige than face.

Take courage. Don't lose focus.

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Recent activity

>>Little bro is great. Avoiding cabbages and haircuts, as usual.
>>Got into nursing school. Sigh of relief. Worries and feelings of inadequacy - feelings hanging on the future, lingering in the pause anticipation - temporarily abated. Hopes and dreams racing like a heart shaken out of complacency, like a cooped up soul awakening at the first hint of spring's promised treasures. Trying to keep my head in the present.
>>Working as a certified nursing assistant at an alzheimers care center. Love my work. Well, mostly. Feel like a new kid trying to prove my merit, trying not to mess up. Finally getting the hang of things: routines, processes, preferences. Funny things happen every shift. Wielding clean underpants against combative old women, dodging punches and pinches, hearing unrealistic claims of reality... so funny. Have to watch out for the grandma pinch to the underside of the bicep. Oucha. Got pinched in the thigh the other day. Beware the mumbled jumble of words from the mouths of old men - they may be planning to make a move. The fantastic excuses of another for why they can't take a shower tonight... just had heart surgery (not true), already took two showers today (not true), etc...
>>Found new favorite activity: coloring in my human anatomy coloring book. Relieves stress AND is educational. Just starting the fun, so stay tuned.
>>Also, found true love.
>>Trying to not be such a grumpus, since it would be easy to make people's lives miserable without effort. Trying not to indulge in selfish glumness or critical spirit. Hard to shake off years of personality development. Can one fight against unpleasant disposition by embracing thankfulness, prying open a cemented heart? or is the fight an already lost battle, doomed by genetics, health, and deeply-ingrained ways of being? Sigh.
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