Saturday, December 21, 2013

saturday morning home day

We are watching Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, eating scratch-made biscuits and gravy, just home from an early run to Costco where we bought a nice slab of meat for the holiday and if I wasn't so freakin' sick, I'd think life was normal. I am tired. I was up the entire night, Ambien and all, with post-chemo yuck. Round two. I still think I'm winning.

Days bleed into each other, separated by visits from friends, gifts and treats delivered: a beautiful blanket, a growler of kombucha to tame the tummy. time spent chatting instead of lingering in morbid reflection as I am prone to do.

I only know it is Saturday because Kurt is home with me. I know it is getting close to Christmas because the tree has been up for awhile and it hasn't been christmas yet. We bought ready made fruit breads at Costco -- a sin in my house -- but I'm just not up to baking, or much else. I made biscuits and gravy from scratch and about passed out. I just have no stamina. I love to cook, but don't have it in me right now. Smells gag me. I went to Fred Meyer yesterday and found myself wandering over toward the dairy section which, it turns out, is near the seafood section. I couldn't get turned around fast enough and there I was, stalled in shrimp and day old fish land. Typing brings it too close.

Day after day I live with two dogs who keep close watch on me. They are learning to be less noisy, less demanding. I think they like having me home, but I miss my peeps, the crazy little grayhairs that loved to sing Christmas carols with me, who didn't remember my name but knew the words to every verse of Away in a Manger.

Menu for Christmas Day: 

Late Breakfast

 Scrambled eggs
Twisted Brioche


Early Supper

Cauliflower and Cheddar Soup
Beef Roast, rare-ish with Au Jus and Horseradish Sauce
Roasted Winter Veggies


Dessert

 Apple-Marionberry Pie with Vanilla Ice Cream. 

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5 comments:

nina said...

Wish I could. Good food and better weather. Win win.

JoAnne Garwood said...

Gave up cow, reluctantly. Still, sounds fantastic. Our dinner is postposed until the 27th when Carmen arrives. It's like waiting for the queen.

greg|regan said...

Merry Christmas. Keep up the good work of winning.

nina said...

Can I also wish you a happy and way healthier New Year? Yeah? Okay: both of those. For you.

Jennifer Fulford said...

i feel at home in your writing.