I can decide what meals we have. (of course any smart BOSS asks advice, right?) With my angel having a broken wing (and not doing too well as the patient either, I might add!) I am RESPONSIBLE. I am not used to that around the house, that has always been Sherry’s area of expertise. She has always produced great meals, kept me in line, raised two boys and held down a job.
Now looking at that list, at least, surely I can cook and clean, she has already sent the boys away. Plus work is long gone, surely I can fill in that ‘little gap’ of cooking, shopping, dusting, washing and cleaning, right?
Hey, I am a CHIEF, that means something in the USN, but it don’t cut much mustard here at home. The Captain may have a broke wing, but she is still the Skipper.
I have been playing the chef(take the i our of Chief!). I fix a great bowl of oatmeal.
(with cinnamon/apple/raisin's on top)
But I have also found recipes on the net, I have done Salmon in a great sauce on a rice pilaf. I made a great Chicken soup, this time I used some fresh tomatoes, celery, onion, garlic (MS Dash, I cannot cook without her help) cornstarch, corn and of course Chicken. The left overs will be served over rice later.
(This is the left over chicken veggie soup. I made rice using Chicken broth to use as a pilaf).
I had an onion, egg and cheese scramble one morning. One morning I chopped an apple, added margarine, cinnamon, brown sugar and micro waved it for 2 minutes then served it with milk and dry cereal.I sat here and put together a recipe of French Toast, I hope will be delicious.
(….Later…..) Here it is (She said it was the BEST!):
I would never complain serving this lady. If you have been reading this blog a long time, you may remember, once I actually had an epiphany. Although I appreciated my girl, I then realized I would have had nothing, probably been a bum, if she was not in my life. She gave me purpose. A reason to succeed. She put reins on a wild horse and gave me directions.
So it is an honor to try to ease her pain and make her life easier until she get’s that wing back so she can FLY!
(Besides I am getting tired of installing and adjusting that BRA! hahaha!!!)
Thanks for all your prayers and support. I have a couple great friends who do not accept the fact of a higher power. Of course that is their right as a human. I understand that. I asked that they send some positive thoughts this way anyway!!! They have, and I appreciate it.
I did not mean to go this long. Thanks for reading.
Why are they called
Apartments when they are all stuck together?
Sherry’s dream car is the 1948 Chevrolet Fleetline: