How does this happen, I think I am writing more, and then I look back at postings and I haven’t done anything for almost a week.
I got a new iPhone on Thursday and I’ve been getting all my apps and preferences back to what I’m used to, so I guess I could say that’s taking too much time, and say that’s the cause. But I don’t think so.
So I’m trying to remember what I did all week …
I told you about Monday & Tuesday; Monday I was processing kale, and for dinner I re-heated some mac & cheese, and broiled a few hot dogs. The kid ate it OK. Tuesday was squash curry and that was definitely not a hit. I also made some really tasty vegetable broth with leek trimmings and squash seeds and parsley stems. Wednesday I had my evening class, so I ate the squash curry. Thursday morning I stayed home to get the car oil changed and my new iPhone, then went in to work for a meeting, and came home to get my CSA box. For dinner I heated up some cheesy potatoes I made the weekend before (grated par-boiled potato, sour cream, leeks, parsley, and of course cheese), and vegetable soup, and made wedge salad with bacon bits and ranch and red French dressing, on wedges of romaine. Anna stuck to soup, didn’t even have a bite of potatoes or salad. I also baked off some long-rise baguettes, so Friday since we couldn’t figure out anything better to do for dinner after the cross country meet, we came home and had party sub and veggies and dip. I opened a new bag of potato chips. Anna ate a hunk of sub, and the Kettle chips instead of Lays seemed to go down OK, but she only had maybe one carrot.
Also Friday night, I simmered the joint of ham from last year’s pig along with the leftover pork chops I’d made with the cheesy potatoes, and when it was tender as could be, I picked all the meat off the bones and shredded it. That left me with some really tasty broth, too, going to go into some bean soups, I predict. Saturday I made some BBQ sauce, Marion Cunningham’s that’s red sauce with ketchup and vinegar and brown sugar and mild chili powder and onions cooked in butter, and mixed that in with the meat along with the last of the curry ketchup from the German dinner, and stuck it in oven to slowly cook while Anna and I went off on an endless shopping trip. She got 5 sweat shirts, three from Old Navy and two from Forever 21, a pair of legging from H&M, and her ears pieced, second hole.
We ate BBQ sandwiches and green beans almondine and then went to see the new A Star Is Born, which was a pretty perfect Saturday night movie.
When we got home I made carrot cake muffins with cream cheese on top, so Mark and I could take some on the train to Chicago. I thought Anna might like one for breakfast but she ate cereal instead and then went to the corner store and bought frozen French fries, laffy taffy, and Cheetos for dinner.
It was a grueling week of awful news and ugliness.
Which brings us back around to Monday. Hot vegetable sandwiches, broccoli tossed with vinaigrette and diced sweet peppers on homemade seedy bread, with tomatoes and Muenster and cheddar cheese. Anna ate a few bites and dumped most of hers into the trash. Not sure what she didn’t like about it. We had the last of the soup too and she saved a few spoonfuls of hers to eat with Cheetos and TV.
On Monday afternoon, the president called me evil. There I was, a nice middle-aged lady pulling into a parking spot at the grocery store, and on the NPR news, I heard the president at one of his post-Kavanaugh confirmation campaign rallies, and he called all the anti-Kavanaugh people, of which I am one, evil. Just one of those shrieking bitches confronting legislators in the halls of Congress, or like one of them was saying in some other interview, screaming in the faces of police officers who were just trying to do their job.
And the Packers lost but the Brewers won.
And the weather has just gone nuts. Rain, flash flood watches, sopping up the basement, and random 80° days, like today, out of nowhere. The oak tree thinks it’s fall though.
