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I am so bored with cooking dinners! I can stand in front of the freezer or fridge staring at the contents forever and my mind goes blank on what to make.
It’s not that I lack ingredients, my freezer and cupboards are loaded with food. I guess what I lack is inspiration, energy, interest, and ideas. I’m sure I am not the only one who feels this way.
I could eat a sandwich every night for dinner and it wouldn’t phase me a bit. However, The Curmudgeon is not that fond of them. I enjoy going out to dinner, but he doesn’t, he hates going anywhere these days.
I could order in, but then I still have to do the dishes…
You all have a good one.
Photo of a typical refrigerator with its door open. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A thank you to our local firemen.
Yesterday began with a call to my phone at 8:30 a.m., The Curmudgeon’s voice swam into my dreams and yanked me awake. “I can’t get up.” Four words that send me into a heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, wide-awake, on my feet dash for wherever he is.
Once I found him, I knew I couldn’t get him up. I called the neighbor, he didn’t answer his phone. I asked The Curmudgeon what he thought we should do, I wasn’t going to attempt to lift him since my back is just beginning to feel better.
The Curmudgeon decided to call 911. I am so glad he did. Four fireman showed up at the door, they had him up and in his chair in mere seconds. Thank you so much guys!!!
Patty says, “Diz my Daddy. I takez care ob himz.
Lazy snuggles
Having spent a lazy day loafing about, reading, and generally being totally lazy, my back pain began to ease up. YAY!
It’s so nice to not have that nagging at me today. What’s even nicer is, I don’t have to worry about anything for a few days.
I spent my evening snuggling with Gavin on the couch while Patty snuggled with her Daddy in his chair. We all enjoyed this lazy day of snuggles.
You all have a good one!
Yes, to a nothing day.
How nice it would be to spend today doing nothing. I could use a nothing day. I spent all of the last few days cleaning, weeding, washing, vacuuming, dusting, reorganizing, and I’m still not done.
My back says, “Enough! Take a freaking break and get off your feet so I can rest.
I do believe I’ll listen to it. Besides, Monday afternoon the new rugs will arrive, I’ll need my back in good shape then.
You all have a good one!
Bird watching…
I love the sound of the birds in the yard and this weather has been perfect for having the windows open so I can hear them. The echinacea is going to seed much to the delight of the gold finches. They sing like crazy while they are munching down on their favorite seeds.
The cardinals nested in the neighbor’s trees and have used my yard as their playground. It’s a delight to watch them.
I have a pair of catbirds who spend most of their day in the yard, along with robins, a few wrens, woodpeckers, grackles, and starlings. We have house finches, chickadees, nuthatches, brown thrashers, and several varieties of sparrows who love to take dirt baths under my flowering almond.
However, the kings of our flying friends are the hawks. We have red tails, sharp shinned, and coopers. We also have Peregrine falcons.
This year we were disappointed not to have a duck visitation.
We live smack dab in the middle of town, I always find it amazing as to the variety we do get.
You all have a good one.
Updates for the week
The packages I expected finally arrived. Color me happy. Hurray! The sushi plate sets arrived in time for me to surprise G with a special luncheon.
G and I went to the farmers market. Then we went to Wegman’s where I bought us a special treat for our lunch, we had a lovely sushi lunch on my new plates. I think we both earned it.
Found out The Curmudgeon forgot to take his morning pills yesterday , completely explaining why he had such a bad day. Unfortunately, I have enough difficulty remembering to take my own medications, having to make sure he takes his is a stretch.
English: Typical Japanese sushi set, as sold in department stores. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
MS sucks.
The Curmudgeon had another really bad MS day. He finally gave in and went back to his bed. Sleep did not come, he grew weaker, and more miserable as the afternoon turned into evening.
He refused to eat dinner. Gee, I could have skipped cooking and rested had I known he’d do that. He did take his medications. However, they didn’t help. The Curmudgeon is having great difficulty walking and I cannot pick him up from the floor. This makes for a very frustrating time for both of us.
I hope that today he feels better. I will know as soon as I wake up because these days he never lets me have one moment to catch my breath before he needs this and that. I do wish he’d wait until after I had my first cup of coffee. I function so much better then.
Keep your fingers crossed that he is improved by the time I wake. You all have a good one.
What now?
It is impossible to be in two places at once. Then why is it that everyone expects me to be everywhere at the same time?
I’ve had one of those weekends where I felt as though I should be at least two people. Track shoes included. Batteries aren’t included, so much for extra energy.
I’d no sooner get started on one thing when The Curmudgeon or the dogs insisted I assist them in doing something else. The most frequent demand came from the dogs. “Momma we need to go out!”
I ran the stairs so many times I swear I should have dropped at least ten pounds. I have three more stair runs to do for sure yet tonight. Holy cow.
Is it no wonder that I’d love to have a one story home? Or, at least, a home where most of the work is on the same floor.
You all have a good one!
I love Thursdays at the farmers market
We had rain off and on yesterday. Unfortunately we also had heat and humidity come back. Dang, I so enjoyed the normal low humidity and cooler days we had this last week. I look forward to their return.
This heat and humidity did not go over well with The Curmudgeon, he had to turn the AC back on. There went my allergies off the deep end again since somewhere in the one AC there is a crop of mold.
At least there were breaks between rain showers where G and I could get out of the car and dash for the store and later the farmers market. I absolutely need to remember to take a camera along one of these days so I can post farmers market pictures. We have a fabulous farmers market here.
As you walk inside, the fragrances of fresh, baked goods, smoked meats, pizzas, roasted peanuts, and fresh fruits caress you and tempt you from one stand to the next. They dance before you and tease you to ask for a sample of this and that. Once you’ve tasted you must buy….
I brought home many lovely treats to have with our dinners this week. Things like loaded baked potato salad, broccoli salad, and the smoked chicken Waldorf salad that we had for our dinner last night.
You all have a good one.
http://www.fairgroundfarmersmkt.com/index.htm
Fresh Vegetables (Photo credit: John Pozadzides)
Mr Doofus cracks me up
Whenever we sit down to our dinner, the pups are in their crates. They’ve done this since they first arrived in our home. (I have enough chaos to contend with all the time, I want my meals chaos free.) Below is what Gavin does as soon as I sit down with my dinner.
Patty just flops down and stares at us. If her Daddy takes too long (I always finish first) Patty will begin a moaning campaign to speed him along. It’s a hoot.
Some days, when I haven’t had a single thing to laugh at, these two pups will find a way to make me giggle.
You all have a good one!
Picture day.
My big brother is an idiot.
What are you waiting for? It’s nap time.
It’s nap time. Close door.
Ahem, I said it’s nap time.
He has no idea that his big butt is in the way.
You all have a good one!
The memories a simple dessert brought
http://www.turkeyhill.com/products/premium-ice-cream-flavors.aspx?pID=479
The Curmudgeon and I had Turkey Hill Deep Dark Chocolate ice cream for dessert. We looked at each other and said simultaneously, “Gramma would have loved this! Jinx!” Then we laughed.
To say my maternal grandmother was a chocoholic would be putting it mildly. Gramma loved all things chocolate. The darker and richer, the better. Gramma taught all of us the love of all things chocolate.
The Curmudgeon learned early on in our dating that to give my Gramma chocolate whenever possible was to make a friend for life. I think he fell in love with her about the third time they met.
His grandmother was an evil, nasty woman. So to meet my Gramma who welcomed him into our home with warmth and baked goods was an experience he took to heart.
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