I’m back but you may see more humor, sarcasm and random topics above and beyond food. Understand, food is one of my passions, but so is laughter. When I saw this post on Facebook, it brought a smile to my face. While I don’t cook with a glass(es) of wine, typically, the humor of it all just got to me.
Credit: Paleo Cupboard/Facebook
Don’t stress out about the holidays and cooking. It’s truly a time to be grateful for every precious moment we have on this earth. Look for the humor and blessings in every moment.
Turkey and Dressing baking the morning of Thanksgiving is such a sensory experience, bringing back fond memories of Thanksgivings past while creating new memories.
This photo of my Uncle George carving our Thanksgiving turkey in the 1960s while my Dad and Aunt Wilma watched (or snitched pieces of turkey) transported me back to the Smaha farmhouse and large family gatherings.
Traditionally, my family made the dressing from only white bread. When I married, Karl introduced me to cornbread dressing and I’ve become a big fan. The texture and flavor of the cornbread are a great addition.
ROAST TURKEY AND DRESSING
1 bag dried bread cubes 1 pan cornbread, crumbled
Chicken or turkey broth
1 egg, beaten
Sprinkle of sage & poultry seasoning
salt & pepper
Put bread cubes and crumbled cornbread in large bowl and saturate with broth.
Add onion, egg, salt & pepper, sage & poultry seasoning. Season to taste. Add chopped celery leaves.
Make sure stuffing is moist!
Stuff mixture in and around the turkey or chicken.
Cover with aluminum foil tent until last 2-3 hours of roasting. (Note for stuffing as a side dish, cook a minimum of 1-1.5 hours at 350 degrees.)
Getting the boot is the pits! This time, the boot is the result of a stupid little stumble on the back porch. Another one of my klutzy moves! Another silly spill on the steps at home seven years resulted in a fractured fibula and ‘the boot’. So glad I kept this stylish gray fall footwear.
When the incident occurred yesterday I toughed it out thinking it would get better. I climbed ladders, trimmed trees, raked and realized it wasn’t improving. So much for listening to my body per Tuesday’s post!
After encouragement from friends on Wednesday night, I saw the Dr. and the x-rays spoke the truth I didn’t want to hear, a fractured 5th metatarsal.
During my last episode with the boot I went to Europe and had a great time being pushed around Barcelona and Prague in a wheelchair and ‘hoofin’ it’ in Amsterdam with crutches. Another BIG thanks to daughter Megan for pushing me around on those beautiful (and bumpy) cobblestone streets. I made that work so how bad can this be?
While I know I am totally blessed, these little ‘hitches in our giddy-ups’ are just annoying! Couldn’t be a better time of year to 1) go Christmas shopping, 2) shovel snow on my north facing driveway, 3) tell the Golden, Retriever, Joe, that it will now be another few weeks before we can go for a walk.
Seriously, it’s no big deal, just a hiccup. This time of year, it’s a good reminder to slow down, be careful (on snow and ice), relax and enjoy the holidays.
Sometimes, you just need a break. For example, not being motivated to do something whether it’s cooking dinner, calling your cable provider to lower your bill or update your blog. I’ve learned to ‘go with my gut’ and this time it was my gut (or gall bladder to be most accurate) who got to me.
I’d had a nagging pain under my right shoulder-blade for months. I blamed the pain on bending backwards, painting the ceiling of my front and back porches. While I am certain that did not help, it was not the problem. I tried more yoga and stretching, longer deep tissue massage, chiropractic and acupuncture with no relief. Finally, my Chiro/Acupuncturist suggested it was gall bladder. Crazy, right…not so!
The ultrasound confirmed what they thought was a polyp but post surgery it was a gall stone. I saw the surgeon and he strongly suggested we go with Robotic Surgery (Single Site) vs. Laparoscopy. Knowing the recovery from the surgery would be better, we went with the Robotic plan.
The procedure went very well and I literally had no abdominal pain post surgery. Abdominal tenderness and some swelling were the only symptoms. Anesthesia recovery, was another story and after 10 days, the fog finally lifted.
Little did I know that little pain in my back was an indicator that something else was going on. My ‘gut’ told me there was something more and I’m glad I went in for the testing.
Things that I’ve learned or confirmed as a result of this experience:
1) Listen to your gut
2) When something doesn’t seem right, get it checked out…pronto!
3) If you need to cut back on commitments to take care of your physical or mental health, just do it!
I’m back, and feeling stronger every single day. Thanks for hanging in there with me!