What a day! What a day of mental changes!
It started out with me blogging for two hours and then losing the website because the rain cut our microwave link. Then it got better..ish
Anyway lets start with the two hours I lost then on with the new news. I’m writing this on Word as the rain has dropped a bucket again and we are not connecting. So..
Rain. Its great the first time in a season and good the second through to the fifth time but I’m over it now. Although we have been in drought for the past few years (some rain but never very much and way below average) this rain is welcome but… When the almanacers started skiting about this being a wet summer we were all asking questions. “will it fill our property dam?” “Will it fill Lentahal’s Dam? And will the council drop water restrictions?” “ Will it be green?” What we didn’t ask was “will my toes get athlete’s foot?” “ Will the water ruts in the driveway swallow the car?” “Will my hair ever get dry again?” All these questions have been answered: Yes; Yes up to 80% but only cut back to level one restrictions; Way yes; No but they itch; No but all wheel drive will take on new importance; Guess not yet.
Its been bucketing today, It rained on Saturday at Eumundi Markets, it rained last week and the week before but not on Australia day. The good news is that its a “wet heat” and not a “dry cold” its been up to 30 most days and down to a pleasant 24 or so on cool days. Sorry I know you are in deep freeze in the Canadian West. Anyway the rain could stop anytime now. We have been teasing the Newbie about her bringing the rain but she’s on her way to the desert tomorrow and we’ll see what happens.
Anyway enough about my rain problems….. lets talk about my recipe problems!
Rant two: I have had two recipe cards (you know those written down pieces of folklore that you pass around to friends and relatives?) these two particular cards on peach lined paper one for Hamburger Stroganoff and the other for Crustless Carrot Quiche (both look absolutely delicious BTW) were, I thought from my sister when we opened a lovely packages she sent with Brenda. I thought they were a continuation of an idea my Mom had in 1978.
Mom keep getting calls from adult and almost adult children along the line…”Hi mom, no time to talk, but how do you make your …… dish”. So the Chirtmas of 1978 all the four kids got a little 3x5 ring binder with recipe cards. Hand written. They were her and our favourites. I still cherish and use mine. Prticularily because I get to see what my sibs though was the best, I get to remember my mom’s cooking, but mostly because I get to remember my Mom and the effort she made. There must be 50 recipes in mains, desserts and household tips. And remember there were four books done. All hand written. It would have taken weeks.
Anyway I though what a nice thing to do I’ll just write some of my latest inventions out for my sibs and pass them on. But…
Rant three: I can’t find my notebook/folder of my creations.
When I was a kid my Mom could find anything I was looking for usually right where I had just looked! It drove me mad. She could just walk into my room an pick up the whatever and say in this best snarky voice “Is this what you are looking for?” She could find it in seconds. Stuff I looked for, for …… well minutes anyway. Guess what I can Vhannel my mom and it now drives Bluey Mad. She can’t lose anything that I can’t find sooner or later. I just can’t do it for myself sometimes. So I’m stoming around looking for my folder that I had out of the recipe book shelf ‘cause I was going to put a recipe in it last week and it’s gone. Just Gone.
Bluey being a bear of much bigger brain then I found out why I wanted the folder ans said “ those cards aren’t from Melissa anyway” what?.....
Rant Four: Why can’t I remember stuff anymore? Whose cards are they? And while we are at it whose gave us this nice recipe card on cemercial recipe card stock that says “RECIPE” in big scrolley letters with pictures of baking on the bottom? We can’t remember. I was sure the peach colored ones were Melissa’s handwriting and the other one could be Colleen Gibson but hey. We’ll wait for any information that may be forth coming.
Oh and the kicker….. tha cards Bluey thinks fell out of the folder when I had it out last week!!!!!!
Rest comfortably dear reader the 1978 ring binder is safe in my kitchen library.
All this comes to mind I guess ‘cause Jean Olin’s Birthday is Feb 6th.
Health Report
Last visit saw Doc Schoozenbootz well pleased with me. Liver levels down but no I couldn’t reduce the immuno-supression. Cholesterol levels down and Yes I got my Lipitor cut in half. He wants me to walk 6 kms a day! To drop weight and to train for my next fundraising activity but more on that later. I had used a pedometer 18 months ago and found I walked between 8000 and 12,000 steps a day at work so at a 1000 steps a kilometre I’m definitely good for 6 kms a day.
I started work last week and that’s good but I reinjured my right knee cartiledge on the last trip to the docs and then pounded on it to setup the Australia Day Party so I’m way twisted when I walk. I’m on the mend but I have an appointment with the Physio to get me walking smoothly again.
My regular GP is concerned about my blood sugars and had me tested and they don’t look to good. Hands up all those that have seen me down desserts and sweets and thought to themselves this could be a problem someday? All across the world right now people in offices, internet cafes, homes and libraries are asking …Why does that person have their hand up? Oh and those of you ectamorphs can just stop waving and shaking or arms…no you don’t get extra points. Its just to cruel a fate especially for the inventor of the Dessert Pocket Theory.
The Dessert Pocket Theory by Christopher Linton Olin BFA
I believe that inside my tummy is a secret pocket that operates thusly. When a meal of deliciousness has taken my tummy by storm and no more morsel can fit in, the sound of the dessert trolley going by or the waitperson’s question “Dessert anyone” triggers the dessert pocket to open thereby creating just that bit of extra room to allow the consuming of ‘just a bite of something sweet”. Room for a bit more.
Well no more. I guess I will be cut off shortly. But I have an appointment with Doc Blueberry this week to see.
Bluey’s good but we are unhappy to say that her sister has been quite sick and may have Ross River Fever. She sees the Blueberry tomorrow so we’ll know then.
Hey the rain stopped!
It’s night time now and we had a good afternoon in town, lunch out and many chores done to get the Newbie ready for the desert. So that good and..
The Shave Report: I talked to some people at the school and we probably can get something going there. I have to replace a full donations can at the Dry Cleaners. I just found out that Alicia has scored counter space for a can at the Pharmacy. I figured out an idea to take a “blood talk” to primary school kids while in the bath getting my muscles to release. An idea and a relax too!
Editors note: my friend and one of the queens of the language, Merilee, has written to me... "Don't talk to primary school kids while they're in the bath. Wait until they get to school." Which leads me to believe that she has spotted the dreaded misplaced modifier. So the above probably should have been something like "I figured out and idea, while in the bath, about taking a blah blah etc etc."
Oh and I know that Marlene and Susan both spotted this as well. thanks for keeping my on my toes. I love the feed back.
I need to crank up my Close Shave campaign. We have three of us shaving and almost 10 coloring but the pledges and donations are only at $1000.00. Okay I know that that’s good in fact, but there are 30,000 Australians living and battling with a blood cancer this year. They need your support.
So please give something.
Give your time to campaign, shave or color. Give your donation to my
website or to me by calling me on 0418182205; I make house calls. Or just talk to someone about the
Worlds Greatest Shave.So its now 7:30 in the evening and all in all the day’s been fantastic.
More later
Chris