I got up early (for me) this morning to take the Oz-man to his vet appt. where he had shots, blood-work, pee +poop check, and antibiotics. He goes on Nov. 20th to have his teeth cleaned +/or extracted; don't want him to end up having to be put down like we did with Pippy. Ozzie is his Daddy's special baby, and hubby has already got enough to deal with as it is.
Someone (who is 90 y,o.) woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning...first thing she did was tip her pills out of the pill cup onto the palm (of the wrist she broke twice) and as she swooped them up toward her mouth, they went everywhere except into her mouth. Hubby always tells her to take the pills straight from the med-cup instead of her palm, but nooooo, Mrs. Opposite has to do her own thing. Then she got mad for hubby telling her that what just happened is the reason he always tells her to take them straight from the cup. Which, of course, made her mad, because she has "been taking pills for 90 years" and she knows what she is doing! And he unfortunately said "Then why did you toss them all over yourself?"
At which point he left the room. I had just came back from the vet visit. She yelled at me so that HE could hear her, "What the HELL is wrong with that G__ D___ JACKASS today?" I replied as I left the room, "I just came back from the vet. I'm not getting in the middle of this!" Whereupon she cussed at ME, and hubby poked his head in the back door and said, "Such nice language from a 'good' Christian woman." So, The Ice-Cold Silent Treatment started early today. Big Whoop-dee-doo!
When I woke up this AM it was a rude, mean-cold 62 degrees in the house! BBRRRRR! I got the heat turned up, and when I took Ozzie out to collect his specimens, I discovered it was 63 degrees outside. However, it is very clear and sunny. The rain we were supposed to get has been moved to Friday and Saturday. The temps are going down, no longer humid 80's and 90's, thank goodness.
My plans for the day include cooking some boneless, skinless chicken thighs in the oven, wrapped in foil, with whatever herbs/spices I decide to add. I just want some chicken that is not processed to death. If I can find some decent fish, maybe from Harris-Teeter, I can broil it to have on hand also.
Got me a hankering for all the veggies hubby doesn't cook, like spinach, brussels sprouts, asparagus, broccoli, salad greens, and other veggies. He does cook green-beans, but always adds his favorite addition: bacon bits! When I pushed most of the bits over to the side, he said "Don't you like bacon?" Well, yeah, I LOVE bacon, but not in everything!!!! I like my bacon slices crisp and dry. He even adds bacon bits to canned beans of any kind. He adds them to corn. His best favorite vegetables are green peas and corn; both are good, BUT not so often! I like a larger array of vegetables than he does, and I want them essentially plain, with maybe either a little butter + salt, with fresh-ground pepper, or lemon juice. He also likes to top a LOT of meats with cheese. I like cheese, too, but not in or on everything! Shredded cheese and bacon bits on breaded chicken patties.Okay, good once in a while, but...EGADS! At least with the statin and weight control plans I can not have to insult hubby by not eating some of his stand-by meals. WHEW!
Hubby knows I am cutting down on cholesterol and serving sizes, because I want to decrease the dose or go off the statin meds, AND lose some weight, so he isn't huffy about me eating only parts of the suppers he cooks. I do, after all, eat what I've put on my plate. But since hubby prefers his fish and chicken fried, I won't have to worry about my food being 'et' and disappearing!
Okay, going to get started doing something besides sitting here while Nannie watches me.