When the past week began, I was still feeling a bit under the weather and had made no plans for the weeks meals. Nothing sounded bad, but nothing sounded good either. So the week was all about nothing.
Monday: I was supposed to go to a birthday party at Independence Place with My Beloved Sister. I was feeling much better but thought I needed to test before going. I was still positive, and was unhappy I would have to miss it. This particular participant is leaving the program to go live in a groupo home setting and it most likely would be the last time I would ever see her. Instead I had to send my greeting through my sister. I do wish her an extraordinary life at her new home, but I will miss her spunky personality.
94 days till Christmas
Monday dinner: Instead of going to the party I processed some of the tomatoes we are drowning in blessed with. Excess tomato sauce decided what we would have for dinner.
Spaghetti and meatballs, tossed salad
Tuesday: I was no longer coughing or sneezing, and we had the runoff elections for my local municipality. I am an active voter and believe the only way I can complain about anything governmental is if I participate in all levels of voting. I masked up and cast my vote. It is sad that out of all the registered voters in my town, this particular seat was decided by little more than 3,000 people.
After voting TheHub and I grabbed lunch from a local Thai place.
Once home I culled my Christmas card list and started addressing envelopes. I figured it was something positive I could do.
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Tuesday dinner: We had eaten a big lunch and I was not hungry, but TheHub wanted a little bit more than I did. We split one small filet (he had most of it)
Cod filet, coleslaw
Wednesday: I was not sure if I tested positive or not and had no test at the house, so I decided to miss class one more week just in case. I really did not want to just do nothing, but I was still very tired. I finished addressing my Christmas cards and will personalize and sign them in early December.
Nothing else exciting happened, but no humans nor animals were harmed during the course of my boring day.
92 days till Christmas
Wednesday night: I did not feel like cooking, but had some browned, seasoned meat in the freezer. A quick warm up in the microwave had dinner mostly ready.
Taco salad
Thursday: TheHub had run by the drugstore Wednesday evening and bought several covid test kits. We had an event I really wanted to attend that night so I tested early. Whoo hoo! Negative!
I spent the day, mainly doing laundry, getting some Christmas gifts wrapped, then got ready for the evening.
We were invited to a state policy group meeting with Tim Tebow as the keynote speaker. He is an excellent speaker, but what can you say negatively about someone whose favorite night of the year (according to him) is his "Night to Shine" prom event for special needs teens and adults.
91 days till Christmas
Thursday dinner: Typical banquet food, too much with too short of an amount of time to eat it.
Steak, chicken, broccoli, scalloped potatoes, salad, some kind of pie (didn't eat it so I have no idea, and why serve steak and chicken even if it is small amounts of both?)
Friday: Hung around in the morning doing chores, then left with TheHub to run some errands and pick up a lunch from a nearby meat and three. If I eat a big lunch I am worthless for the rest of the day, which meant reading. Lots of reading.
90 days till Christmas
Friday dinner: After eating a veggie lunch I was not really hungry and would have been happy to have nothing for dinner, but TheHub wanted something to eat. He ran to our favorite take out Chinese place and picked up a meal for us to share (We both had enough for dinners Friday night and lunches Sunday afternoon.)
Kung Pao Chicken
Saturday: I have read in some of your blogs that you do not understand or enjoy football. I am not a fan of NFL ball but I love the college games, so I start my Saturday mornings with a cup of coffee, and Kirk Herbstreit and crew on College GameDay. In fact, TheHub was watching The Ryder Cup on our only tv, so I sat at the kitchen table with Game Day pulled up on my computer.
The once 11 am arrives (CDT) I watch (mainly listen) to whatever SEC game is on at that time. I think it was the Arkansas game but I was just halfway paying attention to it at all since it was a blowout.
We did actively (except for dozing off for a couple of cat naps) watch Auburn/ Texas A&M play the mid afternoon game. Then at night we settled in to watch Alabama play Georgia. It was a good, but not relaxing to watch, kind of game. Roll Tide!
89 days till Christmas
Saturday dinner: We had a quick meal between ballgames
Rotisserie chicken, coleslaw
Sunday: I was feeling well so it was back to our regular Sunday morning routine, starting with the early morning Communion (no message this time, just Communion) followed by our 8:30 church service. This Sunday had no sermon either but was filled with music from every musical group our church has to offer (minus the praise band ) . We got to hear the chancel choir, men's chorus, youth choir, kiddy choir, brass and timpani group, several soloists, and of course the organist and pianist. In between songs there were several Bible passages read, and it was a very moving experience. We have that at our church a couple or three times each year and it is always enjoyed.
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Sunday dinner: We wound up having a later dinner, because TheHub got 9 holes of golf in during the late afternoon/ early evening. He finished up right at twilight and I did not start cooking until he called and told me he was on his way. Glad I had at least a component of it already made and in the fridge.
Eggroll in a bowl
What might happen this week:
1. Lady peas, mac and cheese, coleslaw
2. Out to eat
3. Coconut soup, stir fry veggies
4. Chili? (only if the weather cools) coleslaw
5. Steak, baked potato, tossed salad
6. Chicken bog, tomato cucumber onion salad
7. Greek food festival take out (too many things planned to go enjoy the festivities this year)
Books read in September:
None Of This Is True
Forever Odd
Wishin' and Hopin'
The Case of the Missing Marquess
Julie Chan is Dead
What They Carried
Have a great week staying on plan, going off plan, or with no plan at all.
May all your weeds be wildflowers.
Anne


