Sunday

So, I don't want to turn this into a rotator cuff blog, but it's what pervades my thoughts right now. It's weird. I have an arm full of cortisone so it doesn't hurt. So, perversely, I wonder if my arm is now healed. I know the cortisone is supposed to stop it hurting, but still I wonder.



With my nephew having been gone for nearly 3 weeks, I find that his wife is finally grieving. I'm angry with her simply for putting Robert through the pain in their relationship. I know that Robert was no angel, however, he didn't move in with someone else like his wife did. I have yet to grieve for Robert. Instead I grieve for his daughter without a father and for his father without a son, and especially for his father having had to see what a father should never see. At least he didn't take Butch with him.

Book Review - Sabriel

Sabriel, by Garth Nix - I recently finished this book, and have been reading the entire series. To me, this appeared to have been a typical fantasy novel about returning a king to his throne with the added delights of an undead leader and his minions. The undead are the salvation of this novel, giving it a more original swing than had they not been present. I do not anticipate rereading this book, but I enjoyed it immensely.

I try to read the books that Pat reads so we can talk about them together. This goes both ways however, as he reads what I reads, but he doesn't always enjoy that reading material.

Rotator Cuff Surgery

Well, since no one reads this I can vent in peace. The orthopod told me I need my rotator cuff repaired. Ugh. I don't know how I feel about this. I'm scared, but I also want this because then my shoulder pain will stop and I can sleep on my right side again. I hope Dr. Jaffin is correct. As I recall, when Pat had this surgery, the doctor just got the MRI to appease the insurance company not for a diagnosis. He diagnosed Pat based on tests done in the office, The same tests I just had done. I go in for an arthrogram soon. I wish the imaging office would just call so I can schedule it.

Mini-Me

When Trouble-Maker came home from school yesterday, Mini-Me wanted to play with him. I told him no, he kept whining. I told him no again. Then he went into his room and decided to pull his chest of drawers down on himself. If I hadn't seen it come down he would be dead right now. As it was, a drawer came out and hit him on the forehead. He had to have 3 stitches and will probably have a big scar. We'll have to see a plastic surgeon is 6 months. I'm scared and I blame myself. I should have told him no and let him down easier. We have to fix that room now.

The Southern Clan

Pat's whole family is coming up to visit this weekend starting today. They're coming to escape the mess the Robert left behind him when he killed himself. It's going to be an awkward time. Nephew hasn't been up here since Pat and I got married. Niece has never been up here. Brother and his wife haven't been up here in a year. They're going to rent a van and drive up together. Trouble-Maker won't be here. He prefers to spend time with his sea scout troop as opposed to seeing his family. Mini-Me can't wait to see them, he has such a strong attachment to Brother even though he's only seen him a handful of times.

Diet Coke

When I was about 10, I suppose. Coke ran an ad campaign with Max Headroom. It was basically a way to lambast Pepsi, which they referred to as "The P-Word". In me, that campaign stuck. To do this day I hate Pepsi, and will not drink it. I will also not drink regular soda, or Coke Zero. I want my Diet Coke, my drink of choice. What I hate most is when I go to a restaurant, ask for Diet Coke, then get Diet Pepsi. I can tell the difference and I have beaten every taste test I've taken on them. What can I say, I love my Diet Coke.

Onions and Mushrooms

Hamburgers are cheap, easy and kid friendly. However, that doesn't mean they can't be adult tasty either. One of my ways to dress them up is by topping Pat's and mine with carmelized onions and mushrooms.



These are easy to make, you just can't rush them. As in making good barbeque, low and slow is the rule. I cut the Then I add a generous amount of olive oil to a pan, heat it up then dump in the mushrooms and onions with some salt to get them sweating. After they start sizzling and dropping some juice I drop the heat to low then just stir them every 5 minutes or so until they get as brown as I like. I make a bunch at a time to keep on hand for stews, soups, omelettes, and the like.