Could I be any more...careless...twice!
This morning I started my bread making routine. Got the mill out, got the wheat in the measuring cup, and milled the wheat.
Then, I use a 2" pastry brush to brush to get all the flour from the bottom of the mill...I noticed one of the nails missing from the brush...(about three years ago, I lost a brush nail in the dough and did not notice it until Mrs. #2 found it during dinner!--and thank the Lord she just found it, and no mishaps)...At the time I had glued the nail and pounded it back into place...that was 3 years of washings ago...so there it went--the nail--into the flour...what to do?????
I had already had some flour and water together with the yeast, honey, oil...Now I had a brilliant (?) idea. Get another nail out of the brush and put it in the flour, so I could see what it felt like in the flour...would you believe it...I could not find the nail I had just placed in the flour...right there...I mean RIGHT THERE!
Maybe DooDah would be a better description of what I had just done. [thank you for not telling me what you are thinking, that is very kind of you]
I called DH and told him...after he stopped laughing--which made me laugh--he suggested I sift the rest of the flour.(sigh...when frustrated one does not think too well)
Sifted the flour--about 1/2 of it--and found nothing. See? my third or fourth mistake by now, was adding the flour as I sifted it, into the mixer...sigh, again!
I had to discard the entire batch...did not want to break a tooth, or worse yet, swallow the nails and...So there it is...in the patio...should had put it in the compost...now it has overflowed the giant bowl and is dribbling into the yard--mistake #5 or #6 by now!
So...dear girls, I'm typing this while I wait for my current batch of dough to rise.
Ok, ok, when you stop laughing, leave me YOUR worst bread story--maybe no one else is this wreckless.
Pictures later. ^__^