So, this post was supposed to go out early last week. I’d written most of it on the Sunday evening after Thanksgiving. I expected to get up early last Monday, polish it up and post it. Well, that didn’t happen. Instead, I spent the day in bed watching Ancient Aliens hoping that I was just having a reaction to my Covid shot and that I hadn’t actually contracted the flu. Because It felt like I had the flu!
By Tuesday afternoon, I was 90 percent better, but by then I was running way behind on everything else and I hadn’t gotten back to this post; so it would have been at least Wednesday before I could have gotten this out. At that point, I decided it would wait until Sunday (which is today!) So even though it’s a week late getting out, it still holds up. It’s been a crazy week, y’all!
Last Sunday (a week ago today), I finally remembered — Oh, yeah. I still haven’t gotten my Covid shot. The idea, of course, is to get it BEFORE a large family gathering. But better late than never, which seems to be a recurring theme in my life at the moment.
I remembered this after I’d talked Lauren into going with me to get a chai tea latte (CTL.) She finally acquiesced (she had a ton to get done that day), and we ended up going to a coffee shop she’s been to several times but I’d never been to before. There’s something special about having a chai tea latte on a cold day. A front had moved through our area and we were chilled to the bone. So we sat at the coffee shop and made plans (both of us had notebooks with us) while we sipped from our cups, which warmed us up. She was planning out her week. I was planning out this blog post.
From my notebook on things to write about:
- Meeting Lauren’s boyfriend for the first time (He impressed!)
- Ham, Turkey and more Turkey
- LAUREN DID NOT BRING BANANA PUDDING!
- Go COWBOYS!
- My Brussel Sprout salad (it tasted fine, but I won’t be making it again)
- Surprise massage
- Campfire at the end of the day with a retelling of our grandson’s prank of pretending to get electrocuted (which you can read about here if you’d like)
- No drama (so nice for a change — but there could have been if I weren’t so darned easygoing.)
Other things I thought to write about:
- Haven’t started my query letter or synopsis yet
- Deviled eggs
- Tiniest cup of CTL ever
- Moving Winona (my metal hoosier cabinet) — she’s put on weight since I last moved her
- Covid shot
I’ll just say that we survived Thanksgiving on Thursday and it was fairly low-key. We enjoyed meeting Lauren’s new boyfriend. Just like in the story of Goldilocks’, he seems “just right.” Not too much nor too little. I hope he remains that way, too.
The Cowboy game was fun to watch. Go Cowboys!
Also, my daughter-in-law’s sister was giving out free massages. She’s not a professional, but if she ever decided to change careers, she could be. She has strong hands, and those ten minutes that she worked on my neck and shoulders were sheer bliss!
The Friday after Thanksgiving was one of those days that wasn’t. At least it wasn’t for David, Ry and Lauren. I got a tremendous amount of work done at home in terms of “fall cleaning.” The rest of the family were still in food comas or were simply exhausted from the day before, I presume, because no one was really up and about until around 5 PM — that is, except me. Which was fine because sometimes I get the most done when I’m by myself.
David finally got his deviled eggs. Someone usually makes and brings them to Thanksgiving, but that didn’t happen this year. Instead, David got his deviled egg fix on Saturday.
I don’t make deviled eggs that often, but when I do, I tend to experiment. I’ve never been able to duplicate the way my Mom made hers, but I keep trying. Sometimes they turn out really good. Sometimes they’re just okay. And this batch was fine, but who wants deviled eggs that are just “fine?”
They needed zhuzhing — so in a moment of inspiration, I made a last minute addition to the basic mixture. They were the best deviled eggs I’ve ever made, y’all! While they’re still not like my mom’s, that’s okay. I now have my own recipe that’s a keeper. My secret? I added crumbled up French’s onion rings. That made all the difference! Those eggs didn’t last long.
Also, I read this hack that makes it much easier to peel your hardboiled eggs.
Early Sunday morning, we decided to move a few things out of Lauren’s current storage stall and into her new, smaller storage stall because she’s decided to downsize. When Lauren moved into the house that was my old art studio a few years ago, she wanted to use certain pieces of furniture I kept there. In particular, she was hoping she could use Winona, which is what I named the metal hoosier cabinet I bought around twenty years ago.
When Lauren moved out of that place, she rented a storage facility and that’s where Winona’s been since. I’m still not sure how we did it, but we managed to take Winona apart, get her back to our home and reassemble her. All I can say is that the old girl seems to have put on a few pounds. She was a beast to move and it was a helluva work out.
Later as Lauren and I sat at this coffee shop, we got what seemed to me to be the dinkiest chai tea lattes I’ve ever had. It’s good to try new places out and I’ll take Lauren’s word for it that they have great coffee, but for the price and the size of what we got, I won’t be back.
Errands to Run
As we were leaving the coffee shop, Lauren said she had several errands to run. One of them was at the grocery store/pharmacy. And that reminded me that I still hadn’t gotten my Covid shot yet. So, both Lauren and I did. David had already taken care of Ryan’s and his weeks ago.
My family tolerates this inoculation much better than I do. I was bedridden for a full twenty-four plus hours. I kept reminding myself during my body aches, fever, massive headache and chills that short-term pain is better than, you know … death. And I don’t know if it’s true, but I’ve heard that if you have a strong reaction to the shot, that means that you have a strong immune system.
Boy, do I have a strong immune system.
Anyway, that’s one more thing off of my to do list.
Have a great week ahead!
PS — I hope last week was great for y’all and this week (first full week of December is just as amazing!)
Love this version of Silent Night by Enya!