This week’s dining experiences definitely excited my palate. because I decided to take a cultural exploration with the new recipes. You can say my quest for expanding my skills is insatiable. I love cooking and I don’t want it to be mundane.
I began with Mexican, a new recipe with enchilada’s which was really good but I had to take Prilosec. Yeah, still having issues with reflux. I made a thai dish, it was tasty with lemongrass, fresh basil, crushed red pepper, spinach, and rice noodles with chicken but wasn’t filling. Eating cereal before bed is not good for the diet or the digestive tract. Today, we’re having Jamaican pork, smells divine but I am wondering how I’m going to do.
Enchiladas
Thai chicken
Jamaican Pork
My husband swears I have an insatiable desire for bubble wrap clothing. If you’ve been reading my blog or following me on Facebook I took a tumble on the stairs back on September 30th when I was carrying boxes for the trip to Maine. Yeah, it hurt but I had a lot to do so I kept going. It didn’t bruise immediately so I assumed it wasn’t broke. Yup, that dang word assume, made an ass out of me. It got more uncomfortable but still didn’t bruise until the 14th. So I made an appointment with my orthopedic doctor from the last time I fell. Yup, I’m a klutz too.
To make a long story short, after an ex-ray and a MRI I broke the third metatarsal , over-extended the fibula tendon and tore my Achilles. Thankfully, it’s only a small tear but he won’t rule out surgery until after I spend a month in an air-cast.
I do stay off my foot until it’s time to cook dinner. I’ve been working on Sully to go with Olyvia’s Mike from Monsters Inc. It’s not at point to photograph yet. I think she’s going to be quite pleased.
It’s Thursday and your new five-word challenge is here. This week, your prompt is BREATHE. So can you tell a story in five words, using the word BREATHE in it somewhere?
It started with a three eye roll oozing with a bit of contempt but for her t’was rather droll because she believed she was exempt.
Oozing with a bit of contempt the horns rose to mock the halo because she believed she was exempt bearing the royal name Veilleux.
The horns rose to mock the halo beneath the blood covered fingers bearing the royal name Veilleux. She spewed many crude zingers.
Beneath the blood covered fingers but for her t’was rather droll. She spewed many crude zingers. It started with a three eye roll.
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I chose a Pantoum because I wanted to try a different form than I typically explore. The pantoum consists of a series of quatrains rhyming ABAB in which the second and fourth lines of a quatrain recur as the first and third lines in the succeeding quatrain; each quatrain introduces a new second rhyme as BCBC, CDCD. The first line of the series recurs as the last line of the closing quatrain, and third line of the poem recurs as the second line of the closing quatrain, rhyming ZAZA.
The design is simple:
Line 1 Line 2 Line 3 Line 4
Line 5 (repeat of line 2) Line 6 Line 7 (repeat of line 4) Line 8
Continue with as many stanzas as you wish, but the ending stanzathen repeats the second and fourth lines of the previous stanza (as its first and third lines), and also repeats the third line of the first stanza, as its second line, and the first line of the first stanza as its fourth. So the first line of the poem is also the last.
Last stanza:
Line 2 of previous stanza Line 3 of first stanza Line 4 of previous stanza Line 1 of first stanza
seriously, give me a dang break sincerity, yours is clearly fake you….. promised to be there said you really care…. I don’t need this headache or heartache
I’ve been working on Olyvia’s birthday present while I’m laid up. She’s a huge fan of Monster’s Inc. It’s been quite a long time since I’ve worked on toys. I used to make crocheted toys all the time when my children were younger. John had a blue and white rabbit, Chris had a dragon and Amanda had Humpty Dumpty that I had done when they were born. There were other crocheted toys over the years. I don’t know why I stopped.
Last year a friend asked if I could make him Finn from Adventure Time. It was actually an easy pattern and I enjoyed it. Then he asked about Forky from Toy Story, so I did Forky.
I asked my daughter if Olyvia would like Woody and Jesse from Toy Story. She said, Olyvia would but she would really love Mike Wazowski and Sully. Her favorite movie is Monster’s Inc. So I did Mike and I’m working on Sully.
I’m a klutz . I fell on September 30th lugging boxes downstairs for our trip to Maine on October 2nd. I missed the dang step. Yeah, it hurt but I didn’t think too much of it. It was sore but one expects that when you fall. It didn’t bruise so I thought I escaped the bullet. It was uncomfortable to bear weight but I figured it would go away But unfortunately, last Monday (19th) my ankle turned dark purple and the swelling was spreading up into my leg. So I made an appointment with an orthopedic. Ex-ray wasn’t conclusive enough on the ankle but they were able to determine I had a heel spur, tore my achilles and a hairline fracture of my foot. Naturally, let’s do more tests so I had the MRI done. Stay off the foot, use crutches and we’ll see you on the 28th. We discuss then if you need surgery because the MRI will tell us more about the achilles and how bad it’s torn and what’s going on with the ankle. By the way, we recommend compression knee high socks so you need to get those for your boot that you’ll be fitted for on the 28th.
If it hadn’t been a pandemic, I would’ve had the MRI the same day and this would already be done. Got to make the appointment online, wait for them to call you back do their screening and then they’ll schedule you.
Anyway to make a long story short… I’ve been hanging out in a recliner with my foot elevated putting a lot of Voltaren creme on it and crocheting. If you have any kind of pain, Voltaren works really well with the direct application to the area. Between that and taking the Diclofenac which is the pill form of Voltaren I’ve been reasonably comfortable until I do the hop to the bathroom or navigate the stairs to come down in the morning or go back up at night for bed.
Olyvia gave me a talking too about my reading. Apparently, I’m not reading enough. I just finished Ray Bradbury’s The Halloween Tree ( excellent) and Roald Dahl’s Book of Ghost Stories. She’s read more books than me plus done her schoolwork. I took the lecture in good grace because I couldn’t simply say I’ve bee crocheting her birthday present.
A single glowing orb casted light upon my love’s dark, silken mane for it helped hide her slender neck from sight.
I fear she chose the angle to hide her fright from my rage because every word was a strain. A single glowing orb casted light
adding to my agony beholding this night. Oh the sorrow, if only there wasn’t pain for it helped hide her slender neck from sight.
Did she abandon living out of spite, just to mock our love. Is she really that vain? A sing glowing orb casted light
I will find a way to set things right for I will not be known as a cruel swain for it helped hide her slender neck from sight.
Lovers all have moments they feel contrite we mustn’t let our happy memories be slain. A single glowing orb casted light for it helped hide her slender neck from sight.
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A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.
The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).
I wish I could say it wasn’t me who took that ungraceful leap down the stairs either. Well I didn’t leap but I was carrying boxes and totally missed the step. I got up and continued like usual. Not my first fall, probably won’t be my last either.
Moving on.. yup it’s been two weeks and it still hurts. Yesterday, the bruising showed up after I slipped with my socks on the hardwood floor and the pain really got annoying. So I called the orthopedic doctor and made an appointment.
Moving on again…yup which news you want first.. I have a stress fracture. Well I kinda figured that one out. Torn Achilles…nah, I didn’t expect that. Ex ray wasn’t clear enough but looks like your ankle is broken. Need an mri to be conclusive before we do surgery. Now, I can say it WTF? I’ve already had 3 surgeries this year. This year has been seriously overrated, I’m ready for the next one.
MRI tomorrow….lucky me. At least, I don’t have to be closed inside the tube. After that I get the rest of the news.
Telling ya wasn’t me….sliding down the stairs with my foot extended. Wasn’t me…limping ….wasn’t me sporting a bag of ice.
Forky from Toy Story
Crochet request from a good friend. Hopefully he will be smiling One of us needs to after this day.
A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.
The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).
I heard the man order a cold beer but twas lukewarm, like a woman’s tear when her heart was broken by careless words spoken cos, the bachelor gave into fear.
black mantel lace drooped over dull brass doors covered with finger smudges hiding the lonely logs left inside an ignored fireplace where a cat once slept and lovers used to snuggle
the sunlight exposed missed dust bunnies windows that haven’t budged covered with an intricate web
mocking the wind scattering orange and red leaves beneath low hanging gray clouds boasting approaching changes
I saw some of the other song choices so I went with George but I did see I wasn’t the only one to choose the King of Country. He’s always appears to be so together in any performance. Classic. By 2009, he broke Conway Twitty’s record for the most number-one hits on Billboard’s Hot Country list wit his 44th number one hit. Conway had 40. I had forgotten that George’s daughter Jennifer died in an automobile accident when she was only 13. That’s how old my grandson was to when he died. It doesn’t get easier regardless if your famous or not.
It started way back in third grade I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes A pink dress, a matching bow, and her ponytail She kissed me on the school bus but told me not to tell Next day I chased her around the playground Cross the monkey bars to the merry-go-round And Emmylou got caught passing me a note Before the teacher took it I read what she wrote
“Do you love me do you want to be my friend? And if you do Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no”
Now we’re grown up and she’s my wife Still like two kids with stars in our eyes Ain’t much changed, I still chase Emmylou Up and down the hall, around the bed in our room
Last night I took her out in a white limousine Twenty years together she still gets to me Can’t believe it’s been that long ago When we got started with just a little note
“Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend? And if you do Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no”
“Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend? And if you do Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no”
Check yes or no Check yes or no Check yes or no Check yes or no
It’s a sweet song that reminds me of my first childhood crush and exchanging notes. I was never that bold in the beginning, so my girlfriend gave it to his friend and his friend gave to him and the notes response came back the same way. Seems like a life time ago. Today, it’s so much easier to communicate discreetly or anonymously.
It’s been an emotionally difficult week with Johnny’s birthday on the 15th. It would have been his special one. You know 15 on the 15th. I talked with my son, looked at a lot of pictures and cried several times.
Johnny, friends posted Happy Birthday on your facebook page. Mom put a video of you up. People shared memories. All of us wish you weren’t gone.
Gram’s hair is your favorite color right now. Yup, my hair is definitely bright pink. I know you would give it a thumbs up.
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