I visited the ortho yesterday for follow-up x-rays and a progress report. The bones are healing properly, and I don’t need surgery. He said to ditch the sling permanently and use my arm gently as much as possible but no lifting over five pounds. I start PT next week.
So, yay. What a relief. He even said I could putt and chip a little, but no more than that until I see him again in two months. I believe whisking, chopping, stirring, frying and sautéing count as gentle exercise! Sadly, so does cleaning the house, but I’m actually eager to take it on as I am able. Slow and gentle. I am not going to do anything stupid.
Although I am sickened by all things political, I feel optimistic here on the homefront. Next on the agenda – get back to writing about something other than broken bones. Walk more. Get back to reading, which I haven’t really done since this whole shitshow started. I’m referring to our personal shitshow not the national example of shitshows gone wild.
I’m thinking about food and what I can make. I was going through old cooking magazines looking for a specific pasta recipe we seem to have lost and stumbled onto a recipe for coconut cream pie. I definitely see that in my future.
Dale took out the last hunk of his homemade corned beef and is making corned beef hash tonight. We always top it with a fried egg. He made white bean and sausage soup the other day. I always love that with toasted French bread brushed with garlic-infused olive oil. Two batches of that went straight to the freezer.
Our freezer food is the best. It has been mostly depleted since the fiesta began with Dale’s accident in December, but we’re back on the job. We still have the whole breast from our Thanksgiving turkey, and it will probably end up as enchiladas. It’s always nice to have enchiladas in the queue.
I’ve got my starter, Gollum, cranking up for sourdough. Dale has been asking for my little homemade baguettes, so they need to go in the rotation. Yeast is so easy compared to sourdough. We make a charcuterie board with Italian cold cuts, some kind of runny cheese, nice, bitter arugula and some cornichons and just have that for dinner with the bread.
With regard to politics, I do call my senators and congressman, but both my senators are Democrats and so far don’t need prompting to do the right thing. The Republican is another story. Maybe he was dropped on his head when he was a baby.
It’s hard to find anything to say to him that might resonate, but I do call every couple of days to remind him I am opposed to him rubber stamping everything Trump says and does, and I want him to join with other members of congress to provide independent oversight.
That is, after all, what these yahoos were elected to do.
Amazing coincidence!! “Shit Show Gone Wild” is Trump’s upcoming reality show!
Lordy, what a mess we are in.
It’s good to hear you talking about cooking again!
It does feel good!
Oh, it’s good to read such good news! Things will move along faster now.
I really need to up my dinners game. Every time I read about the food you and Dale prepare, I think that I need to get more adventurous.It’s not that I don’t want to; I’m just so tired around the time dinner comes around, I go for simple. My husband doesn’t cook unfortunately, claiming that he would never be able to make anything that would pass my muster. I say, that’s a convenient excuse. I remember reading, once, about a woman doctor who was asked how she could eat airplane food (this was back when they served meals on airplanes). She said “any meal that I don’t have to cook, is a good meal in my book,” or something to that effect. I must admit, however, that there’s some truth to what my husband Jon says. I’m picky and won’t eat crappy food, nor will I buy crappy food. Oh well.
Again, I’m so glad that your arm is healing and that you’re on your way back to normal usage with it.
As for Trump…I’ve run out of words. I did read this blurb by Paul Krugman, not about Trump but about Hegseth who is just as bad as Trump:
“At a summit with Latin American leaders over the weekend, Marco Rubio said a few words in Spanish. Then Pete Hegseth popped up to say “I only speak American.” And that’s why we’re facing disaster in the Persian Gulf.”
(Me again): I didn’t know that there was a language called American. I feel so stupid now.
I actually Googled what it’s called when people say oh, they can’t do it like you or whatever, and so they don’t do it. Learned dependence.
Hegseth might be the worst of the bunch, and that’s saying a lot.
I’ve had the song “Send in The Clowns” going through my mind today, which makes me think of you because of a previous blog, and here you are in my emails. Eerie, but in a good way! So glad you and Dale are doing are doing so well. You inspire me to up my cooking game!
I had that song on my brain for weeks. We aren’t at 100 percent, but we are both doing so much better.
So glad you’re doing better and able to get back (somewhat) to your normal activities. Like posting about your delicious meals. 🙂
Thank you — I look forward to cooking them, watching Dale cook them, eating them and writing about them!!
Woohoo! You two are on the rebound. This is great news, and no surgery. I’ll take dusting and wiping down kitchen counters any day. Gollum, start up your engines! My starter, Rosie, continues to deep sleep in the fridge as I have run out of steam. Technical difficulties have resulted in discouragement. 😕. I’ve spent a little too much time watching the Real Donald shitshow gone wild.
I really feel the same way about counters — at least I can do it now. Gollum is not behaving properly, either. Maybe he and Rosie need to get together.
Great news that you’ve been passed to return to the next stage of healing, and that you can read again.
The political shitshow is so shitty, I do believe it’s good you’ve had something to divert your focus to. I’m not sure anyone would have the headspace to deal with the level of anger (and all the other negative emotions) that cannot avoid being felt at present.
Love that your starter is called Gollum! That made me smile, whereas the “dropped on their head” comment made me chuckle – excellent bit of snark there Donna 😀
I always think about the shitshow from the national perspective, but it’s global, and I know you feel it, too. It’s hard to be a proud American these days. I’m sorry we brought all this on.
So, Gollum, for good or evil, he has a part to play. And he has lived up to the name. Sometimes he doubles in size beautifully and makes fantastic bread, and then he goes on sabbatical. I mean, the gold miners supposedly carried it around in their pockets, and they made it work.
Good news!! Glad you’re cooking again.
Thank you!