domesticity, dead bodies
Last night, I made bread for the first time! It's okay, though I think if I make the recipe again I will use much, much less salt. (Maybe I read the recipe wrong--could it really have called for a tablespoon of salt?) The bread is also a bit dense. I don't really know what the dough should feel like, so it's possible that it was a bit dry. And I may have accidentally killed some of the yeast, by turning the oven on to 150 degrees and forgetting to turn it off a minute later. (My place is generally cool enough that I have to provide some sort of extra heat if I don't want the bread to take hours to rise.) Finally, I realized how truly dull all of my knives are--I tried to cut a slit in the top of a loaf before baking, and I only succeeded in deflating it some. Regardless, it is still edible, which is a good start!
Tomorrow, I am taking a Cadaver Anatomy class! The bodies are already completely dissected. The students go in and get to look at various structures, and handle some. I'm hoping that I can get a lot out of this class without getting ooged out by it at all. If I can manage it, I'm going to try to get some grapefruit essential oil tonight along with a surgical mask, so that I can have something near my nose to help cut the smell of formaldehyde.
The class is a full 7 hours, which is kind of a lot for someone who's only ever seen one corpse (at a funeral, and I certainly didn't touch anything!). Maybe I should have done the two-nights of 3.5 hour classes instead. Regardless, I'm looking forward so seeing what all of these muscles that I've been learning really look like.
Tomorrow, I am taking a Cadaver Anatomy class! The bodies are already completely dissected. The students go in and get to look at various structures, and handle some. I'm hoping that I can get a lot out of this class without getting ooged out by it at all. If I can manage it, I'm going to try to get some grapefruit essential oil tonight along with a surgical mask, so that I can have something near my nose to help cut the smell of formaldehyde.
The class is a full 7 hours, which is kind of a lot for someone who's only ever seen one corpse (at a funeral, and I certainly didn't touch anything!). Maybe I should have done the two-nights of 3.5 hour classes instead. Regardless, I'm looking forward so seeing what all of these muscles that I've been learning really look like.