Today was vision therapy day but I never got around to doing it. No exercise, either. Just lazy, lazy.
It was a cold, wintry morning. There was ice in the compost bucket that was outside the front door.
The Couple got up and we had OJ (and lots of it) for breakfast. I fixed a couple of quarts of blueberry/banana smoothie. My SIL approved and drank a couple of glasses. My daughter had one glass full and I had a little more than two. We were drinking them about 9 am and I had a teary moment when I remembered that two years ago at that time, my sister, her husband, and I were making arrangements for Mother to be taken to the funeral home. Bless her heart!
The car was loaded and, at about 10:45, Twinkle and I were the only ones left in the house. I’d fixed them a raw food lunch of Mock Salmon Pate, cucumber, celery, and carrot sticks, pecans from Sunnyland Farms, bananas, oranges, grapefruit, with a citrus peeler, apples, napkins, and paper towels. I’m sure they will get something else to eat. I’m afraid they went hungry while they were here. My daughter lost a pound. I don’t know if my SIL lost anything. They had a hard time eating the amount of raw food they needed to.
I consoled myself with some kim chee. Next, it was young coconut. My SIL had shown me how to cut kiwi fruit in two, then squirt them into his mouth. I had three that way. Pretty slick. I haven’t been having enough greens so I made a banana/Boston lettuce/sprinkle of cloves smoothie.
I’m trying to keep up the Fruit Fly/Gnat War so I made a trap and took pictures. If it works, I’ll post them and the directions. Anyone who wants to can make their own.
The pummelo wasn’t getting any younger. I cut it up and ate it. It was okay but I think I like grapefruit just as well.
It was time to un-decorate the house. I got everything off the tree, packed up, and stored. Except for the Santa that stays on the front door, there’s no evidence of Christmas around.
My daughter had found some Tajin for me on the way in. I hadn’t opened it yet so I fixed some tomatoes. I don’t know if it actually doesn’t taste the same or if I’ve been without it so long that my tastebuds have forgotten. I had a sapote. It had three big seeds which was surprising.
Other than keeping up my end of the bargain with the Christmas stuff, washing dishes, and battling fruit flies, I’ve done little else. My daughter called and let me know they were in Hagerstown, MD, and were looking for a room with Internet access. They had a reservation but the motel wasn’t equipped. I don’t blame ’em. I’d want it, too.
Well, folks, I’m going to bed. I have tomorrow off, for sure, and maybe Friday, too. If everything goes the way it should, I won’t be back at it until Tuesday. Good night!