Because all the kids can do is take care of their baby, and as they live in my basement, I’ve been providing meals to them. I was a bit rusty at first, as I’ve become quite used to cooking for one. However now I’m back in the swing of it, and am knocking out daily dinners.
I’ll give you an example of a common dinner I might make. Yesterday I made them pork chops which are baked in a combo of onion soup mix and whipping cream. Today they’re getting spaghetti and meat sauce. So it’s not a gourmet experience, but they seem to like it as they wolf it all down without a complaint.
Tap dance classes started again, so I’m back at it. I figure if I take the set of six beginner lessons about 75 times, I should be ready for the intermediate level classes. Not sure though, as sometimes I’m just making the steps up as I have no idea what my feet are actually supposed to be doing.
Mom came to Kelowna and we celebrated her 95th birthday and she inspected the baby, her fifth great grandchild, and declared him adorable. She also approved of his name, Justin, because as you know we’re staunch Liberals. We really take our politics seriously in this family.
Besides cooking for the tenants in the basement I continue to cook for mom. So as you can probably imagine, a large part of my life is filled with getting groceries, preparing meals, and cleaning the dishes. And then for fun, I like to bake or try keto recipes so a lot of it is my own fault.
I came home from Mexico at a decent weight, and have gained five pounds from all the social events I’ve attended. I had lunch out with a couple of people, then dinner at another friend’s, then met a pal for happy hour and on and on with bad food.
As with the kids’ meals, nothing chi chi in my social engagements either. There are just a lot of fries involved. When I’m at home, I eschew carbs and try to eat in a healthy manner. However when I’m out, I go completely berserk and eat all of the bread and other starch on which I can get my chubby mitts.
I hope to spend the next few days on a purely keto diet, then Thursday it’s back to mom’s and of course that means all the mashed potatoes and gravy, followed by a custard pudding that I can hold.
And they say nicotine is the most addictive substance. I find carbohydrates very difficult to avoid, however I have to try as otherwise one blorps out in old age and it’s not attractive. Not that anything about aging is, but one tries.
And now spring looms, and along with that all of the winter gardening mess has to be cleaned up. I had the walnut and apricot trees pruned, and now have to cut down last year’s grasses and other perennials left to go to seed for the birds.
I feed the birds on top of the recycling container, but the cats now take turns jumping up and sitting right on the seed. They must imagine themselves invisible.