OK, then. I posted and inadvertently erased the whole thing.
What do I know?
The sun is gone, it is getting darker and colder by the minute.
Chicken and biscuits in the oven. I cut the chicken big enough so I can SEE it and push it aside.
I love the rest of it.
Funny, how I have turned into a raving vegetarian. I didn't plan to, at all.
But somehow, the longer I do it.......because I want to.......the more normal it feels.
After I got the chicken and biscuits in the oven, I made a dish to take to the studio for lunch. Actually, I made enough for a couple of lunches. I cooked some onion and some zucchini in a little oil, added a can of diced tomatoes with green chiles, some black beans, and mixed it with some quinoa.
My husband would turn his nose up and look at me like I had smoked crack.
But trust me, it is delish.
I wanted to clear something up.
I have been on a rant about winter, and I said that NEXT winter I was not spending the whole 5 months in the northeast. I was serious. But please, you must know that does not mean that I will be WITHOUT a loom.
C'mon!!!! You know me better than that. I will either take one, or buy one when I get there.......but I will not be LOOMLESS. Never fear.
Today I went to the foot doctor, who told me what I already KNEW, that I had plantar fasciitis. Why do I waste my time, and money? I always hold out that they will tell me something that is an easy fix, but honestly, I knew better.
I even know how I got plantar fasciitis. I bought a pair of UGGS, in October, when we went to Maine. I wore them as soon as it got cold. My heel started to hurt, and the longer I wore the UGGS, the worse it got. I gave the UGGS away last week. Worst $100 I ever spent. My foot still hurts, and it looks like time is the only real answer.
The podiatrist wanted me to come back and get orthotics made. He even gave me an appointment.
But why, I ask myself. Why.
I have had these feet for over 60 years. They work. Granted, they are not pretty. I have an arch you could drive a truck through, but they work for me.
I tried that orthotics trip once, about 10 years ago. I wore them every day, really made the commitment to give it my best shot. By the end of the first week, I could barely walk.
I don't think it is the wisest idea to try to change someone's feet at my age. I should have treated myself.
Oh, by the way, did you know.............next to doctors, nurses are the worst patients EVER.
Blue jean place mats, with a twist. The jeans here have been ripped, not cut, so they have a different look.
See them up closer.
Kind of have that shaggy chic look, don't they?
They wear like a dream, of course, after all, they're JEANS.
So my day was cut short, after the doctor. I did a little of this, and a little of that. I spent a couple of hours upstairs in the big bedroom at the back of the house. I turned the heat up, and finished a shawl, and started another one. I am loving this color. It just makes my heart sing. There's no other way to say it.
I will be finishing this tomorrow, in fact, I can't wait.
That's such a good feeling.
They are intentionally avoiding the REAL issue here.
That's OK. I get it. It's all about the ratings.
I love a show that keeps your interest PIQUED.