I love cole slaw. For the last few years I have bought the grated carrots and cabbage. But, it seems that it is always gone around holidays. I have learned to buy it early. If I wait until Friday, I will have to go in about 7 am Friday or Saturday to find it on the shelf. So, tonight, Thursday, I went out for one thing--coleslaw mix.
Pork chops and chicken are here. Tomatoes and corn are planned to go with my meal. I bought one tomato at WM for a salad for me. Saturday, the market will be open, so I will get more tomatoes there. Corn on the cob will be from Publix and shucked since I cannot get the shucks off anymore. Since the wreck, my wrists hurt more.
Let's put it this way, I can get things open sometimes and do hard things. But, the result is sprained wrists since the wreck, so I can barely open the car door. It's hard to decide whether to hurt myself again, or do none of the things that hurt.
Anyhow, I went out especially for that one thing that I know will disappear during the day as we count down to the holiday.
Exbf will have this for dinner on Tuesday. He will be very happy! There will be enough for me to eat several meals and eat with him Tuesday and send a meal home. But, I got the One Thing I knew would disappear!
Oh, I will make half the cole slaw mix now and the rest on Tuesday. Old cole slaw is one thing I cannot eat. I am capable of eating the whole package, but I won't.
There is always one thing that disappears during a holiday unless you plan well, which I usually do.
Have you ever been on a search for some food at the last minute for a holiday? I know that at least once in our cooking adventures and hosting holiday events, there has been one thing you forgot or that eluded you. And, I would love to hear about it!
Friday, August 31, 2018
Thursday, August 30, 2018
Potato Pay
When my older daughter, second child, was about five-years-old, she hated green beans and loved macaroni and cheese. If both were on her plate, she ate her mac n cheese and begged for more even though she had not eaten one green bean. She had promised she would eat a green bean and then a bit of m n cheese.
So, we worked out a deal. I kept her mac n cheese in a bowl by me and she had to eat a green bean before I would put a bite of m n c on her plate.
Then, yesterday,I saw a commercial with the same idea. They call it 'potato pay."
I looked up the commercial to share with you. There was even a chart to help parents. I think the chart has rewards that are too large.
Exbf told me about a little girl at one of the dinners. She put a green bean in her mouth and made a face while she chewed it, an awful face that let you know she just hated the green bean. I wonder what the deal was for her.
So, we worked out a deal. I kept her mac n cheese in a bowl by me and she had to eat a green bean before I would put a bite of m n c on her plate.
Then, yesterday,I saw a commercial with the same idea. They call it 'potato pay."
I looked up the commercial to share with you. There was even a chart to help parents. I think the chart has rewards that are too large.
Exbf told me about a little girl at one of the dinners. She put a green bean in her mouth and made a face while she chewed it, an awful face that let you know she just hated the green bean. I wonder what the deal was for her.
Have you ever withheld food, bite by bite, and allowed your child to have it like in the commercial? Or, with any food the child wanted? Any other hated food stories?
Wednesday, August 29, 2018
Cow Crossing
Monday, way too late, I put on the ground pork in the crock pot. It hurt my hand to chop it up as it cooked. This dish took 2 cans chopped tomatoes, 1 can corn, 1 can of black beans. Opening that many cans caused more pain. I poured the rice into my hand to measure it. I used the cheese on special about six weeks ago. It was easy but hard to cook this dish. It cooked on low until Tuesday morning.
Before exbf arrived, I managed to wash three quart jars and dip the "casserole" and store it in refrigerator. By the time he left, it was cold enough to travel easily. He got one quart.
Yesterday (Monday) , I had to fill out a form and send it back. Well, there must have been ten pages, none of which I could read. I took all this to an agency that helps the elderly. The guy at the desk called a worker and said there was an "elderly woman" out front who needed help filling out some papers. I was stunned at his terminology and what it implied.
I know I am elderly! There is no dispute there. However, it implied my elderly condition brought me there and I could not fill out papers. The fact is that I cannot find my glasses. It still stings!
Tuesday, I went back to find the correct address. I was given a stamped, addressed envelope. That way, I did not have to walk into the PO.
Free lunch at the church that has guitar players playing during the meal and afterwards. Lunch: huge chicken fingers (baked and not fried), slaw, green beans. slice of bread, unsweetened tea. The green beans must have been at the boiling point. Besides, they had some sort of heat/peppers. That set off a severe allergy attack. My piece of pie was like fudge in a pie shell, very delicious.
One thing about going to these dinner is that we find out who is ailing. My friend whose cerebellum is shrinking has another problem. It is something about her marrow not being right. We were interrupted before she could explain. Lots of others have doctor appointments from toes to extended illness that she cannot shake. Do you ever go to an occasion and find out who all is ill or has a new diagnosis?
Afterwards, we drove 20 miles only to discover that KMart is gone and also the ones 40- and 25-miles from here, maybe none are open within a reasonable driving distance. Thankfully, it was a very pretty day, plus we went up hwy 31 instead of the interstate. I suppose I will order online.
We saw a sign--"Cows cross under highway 31". I sort of squealed at the sign. On the way back I saw it on the other side of the divided highway. Sooo, we turned into the farmland and mixed use land, on a road, of course. I have never seen this before. Today, I saw no cows, but they had left their hoof prints in the bare, wet soil. Have you ever seen a cow crossing that was under the highway? Where?
Before exbf arrived, I managed to wash three quart jars and dip the "casserole" and store it in refrigerator. By the time he left, it was cold enough to travel easily. He got one quart.
Yesterday (Monday) , I had to fill out a form and send it back. Well, there must have been ten pages, none of which I could read. I took all this to an agency that helps the elderly. The guy at the desk called a worker and said there was an "elderly woman" out front who needed help filling out some papers. I was stunned at his terminology and what it implied.
I know I am elderly! There is no dispute there. However, it implied my elderly condition brought me there and I could not fill out papers. The fact is that I cannot find my glasses. It still stings!
Tuesday, I went back to find the correct address. I was given a stamped, addressed envelope. That way, I did not have to walk into the PO.
Free lunch at the church that has guitar players playing during the meal and afterwards. Lunch: huge chicken fingers (baked and not fried), slaw, green beans. slice of bread, unsweetened tea. The green beans must have been at the boiling point. Besides, they had some sort of heat/peppers. That set off a severe allergy attack. My piece of pie was like fudge in a pie shell, very delicious.
One thing about going to these dinner is that we find out who is ailing. My friend whose cerebellum is shrinking has another problem. It is something about her marrow not being right. We were interrupted before she could explain. Lots of others have doctor appointments from toes to extended illness that she cannot shake. Do you ever go to an occasion and find out who all is ill or has a new diagnosis?
Afterwards, we drove 20 miles only to discover that KMart is gone and also the ones 40- and 25-miles from here, maybe none are open within a reasonable driving distance. Thankfully, it was a very pretty day, plus we went up hwy 31 instead of the interstate. I suppose I will order online.
We saw a sign--"Cows cross under highway 31". I sort of squealed at the sign. On the way back I saw it on the other side of the divided highway. Sooo, we turned into the farmland and mixed use land, on a road, of course. I have never seen this before. Today, I saw no cows, but they had left their hoof prints in the bare, wet soil. Have you ever seen a cow crossing that was under the highway? Where?
Monday, August 27, 2018
I get so hungry! Yard mowed! Wisteria destroyed, I hope!
I am just not up to cooking in crock pot or in the oven. I can lift to do neither, especially a pan of food into and out of the oven. So, I don't feel like I am getting the nutrition I need. Even getting a sandwich out is expensive after a couple of weeks. I need a balanced diet.
Plus, since I hurt my hands and wrists in the wreck, slicing and peeling is difficult. Even using the cane or walker causes my wrists and hands to hurt.
Well, don't ask me what came over me. Sunday, I put out four meats to thaw. The ground pork will go into the crockpot for Taco Casserole, but it comes out like soup and is delicious. I have 4 small filets of chicken breast that I think I can get into the oven and out without dropping them or burning myself. The bag of boneless center pork chops will get cooked somehow. I haven't figured that out yet. A small package of turkey lunch meat has been eaten.
Cooking on top of the stove involves too much standing! ugh!
THEN, I thawed four hotdogs and ate all four of them. I know!
This is not just about pain; it is about hunger. Two different days I just lay in bed in pain and finally ate my first bite around 5:30.
Exbf never cooked for himself. So, he is useless on this point. Although, he does take me out to eat when he is here. When he got a package of ground beef, he cooked the whole thing at once so he would not have to wash the pan more than one time. Of course, he cannot stand to do that now.
I am writing this Sunday night at 10 pm. I might boil eggs tonight. Thankfully, I love salad, so I can buy the greens for that. Although I love pbj sandwiches, I will not be the old lady who just eats sandwiches.
Saturday was an especially good day since my yard was mowed. Plus, the guy pulled up and killed with poison the wisteria. I am afraid to walk to the chickens' pen when I get them because of the tendrils of wisteria. Next year, I am going to get one of the fire things that burns the roots. I will not use it, but he can.
I know that is an excessive number of exclamation points in the title.
Has anyone used the fire thing that kills weeds and roots? Any thoughts on it?
It's Monday night and tomorrow is a church lunch. Yippee! I need to get into the kitchen and cook! Ugh! I still hurt. Have you ever felt like you had rather starve than get up and cook when you were in pain? Oui and strawberries are on the counter to eat while I cook.
Plus, since I hurt my hands and wrists in the wreck, slicing and peeling is difficult. Even using the cane or walker causes my wrists and hands to hurt.
Well, don't ask me what came over me. Sunday, I put out four meats to thaw. The ground pork will go into the crockpot for Taco Casserole, but it comes out like soup and is delicious. I have 4 small filets of chicken breast that I think I can get into the oven and out without dropping them or burning myself. The bag of boneless center pork chops will get cooked somehow. I haven't figured that out yet. A small package of turkey lunch meat has been eaten.
Cooking on top of the stove involves too much standing! ugh!
THEN, I thawed four hotdogs and ate all four of them. I know!
This is not just about pain; it is about hunger. Two different days I just lay in bed in pain and finally ate my first bite around 5:30.
Exbf never cooked for himself. So, he is useless on this point. Although, he does take me out to eat when he is here. When he got a package of ground beef, he cooked the whole thing at once so he would not have to wash the pan more than one time. Of course, he cannot stand to do that now.
I am writing this Sunday night at 10 pm. I might boil eggs tonight. Thankfully, I love salad, so I can buy the greens for that. Although I love pbj sandwiches, I will not be the old lady who just eats sandwiches.
Saturday was an especially good day since my yard was mowed. Plus, the guy pulled up and killed with poison the wisteria. I am afraid to walk to the chickens' pen when I get them because of the tendrils of wisteria. Next year, I am going to get one of the fire things that burns the roots. I will not use it, but he can.
I know that is an excessive number of exclamation points in the title.
Has anyone used the fire thing that kills weeds and roots? Any thoughts on it?
It's Monday night and tomorrow is a church lunch. Yippee! I need to get into the kitchen and cook! Ugh! I still hurt. Have you ever felt like you had rather starve than get up and cook when you were in pain? Oui and strawberries are on the counter to eat while I cook.
Sunday, August 26, 2018
Groceries August 19-25, 2018
I did not have a car until August 22.
qt. strawberries
bag of mixed greens
4 bananas
half gallon a2milk
I suppose I spent about $12 this week. It seems I bought something from the clearance rack in the front of Walmart. This last week, I have not listed things each day as I have done since I did not have a car and did not shop.
I had bought a half gallon of milk the week before in case I needed milk before I had a car. Or, did I buy it on Monday when exbf came up? It turned out that my back and hips hurt so that I have drunk less milk just because I do not want to walk..
qt. strawberries
bag of mixed greens
4 bananas
half gallon a2milk
I suppose I spent about $12 this week. It seems I bought something from the clearance rack in the front of Walmart. This last week, I have not listed things each day as I have done since I did not have a car and did not shop.
I had bought a half gallon of milk the week before in case I needed milk before I had a car. Or, did I buy it on Monday when exbf came up? It turned out that my back and hips hurt so that I have drunk less milk just because I do not want to walk..
Friday Flu Shot
Friday, about 7 pm, I had the flu shot at WM. It did not hurt one bit. I sure hope this one works after the terrible three week bout with the flu last year. Suddenly, my trust in vaccines was shattered, leaving me feeling vulnerable. But, it is the best hope I have. Maybe I will become a hermit. I could wear a mask all the time when out. ??? I will definitely keep my hands off my face.
Any other tips to avoiding the flu? Anything else I can eat, drink, or avoid? I know good nutrition is important. However, I am looking for a sure-fire bit of magic.
Friday was a day of exhaustion and pain, all stemming from Wednesday stress.
Saturday, more exhaustion and pain. I stayed in bed most of day from noon to about 10 pm, got up often to go to bathroom, ate once, and passed out in pain.
Cannot find my glasses, so no telling what I have typed.
Saturday, more exhaustion and pain. I stayed in bed most of day from noon to about 10 pm, got up often to go to bathroom, ate once, and passed out in pain.
Cannot find my glasses, so no telling what I have typed.
Thursday, August 23, 2018
Laughing at myself
When I had the truck, I spent lots of time pawing at the space where my old console held the gear shift. Since I had used mine on the console to shift gears for 16 years, I kept trying to still use it. Even to the last time I started the car, I still pawed at space. It was so difficult to become accustomed to finding the gear shift on the steering column.
I chuckled at myself every time!
Then, I got the Altima. The guy handed me two keys. I was so exhausted as I turned them in my hands and asked him, "Well, where are the keys?"
I had two plastic ovals (fobs, they say) with no metal key. He had to teach me how to start the car. That was a weird thing since I have known how to start a car as a child, even though I never started one until I was a teen. You first stick a key into the keyhole.
Push the brake. Push the start button. Yesterday was the first time I had started a car by pushing a button. Then, I had to ask a car hop at Sonic how to start it five minutes after my lesson! This was a stark reminder of how teens know more than I do now. Let me rephrase that--more about certain things than I do. Of course, it all boils down to just a few things they know more about. Of course, he was not in need of my vast knowledge stored in my head. Besides, after not knowing how to start a car, he would never believe I could help him with anything!.
In a few hours, I will get another car. It is ironic that I expended so much energy getting it that I do not feel like using the car I have. When I was pushing for a car yesterday, I was planning on using it yesterday, but yesterday was spend getting the car.. Now, I hurt and am exhausted so that I doubt I will use it in the next two hours except to return it. I really wanted to go to the Farmer's Market, but it is about to close for the day.
I took the car to Enterprise as directed. They knew nothing of all this. Then, the bitch said she saw I had a car and did not reserve one. I gave her a bit of mind thoughts. She seems to not do what was agreed and makes my life miserable. Had a friendly dispute with guy, too. Finally, he talked to attorney.
So, I left and went straight to free dinner.
Free dinner tonight:
grilled hamburger, cheese, and grilled onions
nice sized salad, grape tomatoes with choice of dressing
huge slice of watermelon
chocolate chip cookies, homemade
So, I had two hamburgers and suffered for having beef. No fun. I had another cookie on the way out because a little girl with a tray offered one.
There were so many condiments, but I just listed what I had.
The dinner was a pleasant end to another stressful day
I chuckled at myself every time!
Then, I got the Altima. The guy handed me two keys. I was so exhausted as I turned them in my hands and asked him, "Well, where are the keys?"
I had two plastic ovals (fobs, they say) with no metal key. He had to teach me how to start the car. That was a weird thing since I have known how to start a car as a child, even though I never started one until I was a teen. You first stick a key into the keyhole.
Push the brake. Push the start button. Yesterday was the first time I had started a car by pushing a button. Then, I had to ask a car hop at Sonic how to start it five minutes after my lesson! This was a stark reminder of how teens know more than I do now. Let me rephrase that--more about certain things than I do. Of course, it all boils down to just a few things they know more about. Of course, he was not in need of my vast knowledge stored in my head. Besides, after not knowing how to start a car, he would never believe I could help him with anything!.
In a few hours, I will get another car. It is ironic that I expended so much energy getting it that I do not feel like using the car I have. When I was pushing for a car yesterday, I was planning on using it yesterday, but yesterday was spend getting the car.. Now, I hurt and am exhausted so that I doubt I will use it in the next two hours except to return it. I really wanted to go to the Farmer's Market, but it is about to close for the day.
I took the car to Enterprise as directed. They knew nothing of all this. Then, the bitch said she saw I had a car and did not reserve one. I gave her a bit of mind thoughts. She seems to not do what was agreed and makes my life miserable. Had a friendly dispute with guy, too. Finally, he talked to attorney.
So, I left and went straight to free dinner.
Free dinner tonight:
grilled hamburger, cheese, and grilled onions
nice sized salad, grape tomatoes with choice of dressing
huge slice of watermelon
chocolate chip cookies, homemade
So, I had two hamburgers and suffered for having beef. No fun. I had another cookie on the way out because a little girl with a tray offered one.
There were so many condiments, but I just listed what I had.
The dinner was a pleasant end to another stressful day
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