The original plan was making a turkey pot pie but it seems I did
not have the cream of chicken soup I thought was there (it just occurred to me
that I did not check in my food storage closet!) so that idea was scratched. My
intent is to clean out the freezer somewhat, rotate stuff and restock with fresh,
frozen (is that an oxymoron?) food (lovin’ the alliteration! and punctuation!)
I had pie crust on hand as well as the turkey pieces from the ThanksLiving bird
to use. I must get some mixed vegetables and the cream soup in order to make
the pie.
There was a Stouffer’s lasagna in the freezer which I chose to
make for us. Justin was going to be away for the late afternoon and evening for
a Team Teal event downtown so this lasagna would be enough for us two ladies. In
fact, we ate only half of it. The lasagna could be prepared either in the
microwave or baked, but I did not allow enough time for oven baking. Earlier in
the day I turned the heat on for the entire house, rather than only my space
heater for my room, to take out the chill from the air. (I cannot wait until it’s
80 on Thursday!!) but having the oven on would have helped as well.
I served cranberries with the lasagna as well as the green beans
I had made on Saturday, using the bacon and mushrooms, like Suzanne taught me.
Yummy! It was wonderful to catch up with Martie and then we got into the movie,
“Midnight in Paris”.
Yes, it was the 4th time I’d seen it, the third time at home, but it
is so fun to watch it with someone who is seeing it the first time. I do hope
it wins at least one Oscar from its various nominations.
Martie liked it and suggested we go to Paris. When I told her how Justin
had found a place for us to go on our next trip (he told me this on Saturday
night), she said, “Not Greece!!, please tell me not Greece…”
I assured her it was not, and very, very likely we would also not be going to
Tunisia, which Justin had suggested. Apparently there was a movie made there
and all the sets remained for tourists to visit. Which movie was made there, I
cannot recall. And I won’t ask, either, and reopen that can of worms.
A valuable lesson has been learned since my boy moved in with
me---I cannot expect to find things in the cabinets or fridge which I thought
were there. One example, for dessert tonight, I was going to serve vanilla ice
cream with whole cranberry sauce over the top. I went to check the ice cream
and sure enough, there was only enough for one serving remaining in the
container. I had not eaten that much of ‘my’ carton. His carton was Oreo Cookie
which he consumed alone. Glad I checked, how embarrassed I would have been!
On the weekend, I had mentioned
something to Justin that we could make as I had what was needed in the fridge
or cabinet (can’t remember right now) and he said, “Not anymore…”
So, because of this, I will not make plans for preparations without checking
first for the ingredients. I joked with him when he was making yet another
batch of cupcakes that I am going to have him sign a piece of paper acquitting
me of all charges if he regains his lost weight. I am not the one making the
cupcakes nor am I the one devouring them. Now cookies are a different story…
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Friday was the day my lady friends and I went to Great Hang Ups.
When I pulled into the stall, I looked at the lovely windows of the boutique
next door, which features clothing NOT for women of size. One display had a
open mesh white poncho, for spring. In that moment I was sad that it was not my
size and also pondered again what ever happened to my black open mesh pool
cover. I was even wondering if Justin would have done something with it since
he is NOT fond of me wearing what he calls ‘fishnet’. Then, I walked into Great
Hang Ups to see my black mesh poncho lying on the counter as well as my book about
Chihuly glass. What??? I couldn’t believe it!
Julia was cleaning some stuff up and came upon the poncho and
the book which she has had for a couple summers. When her hubby and she visit
his folks’ beach house, she borrows a swimsuit from me and evidently forgot to
return the cover-up. What great fun that was, when I had just been thinking
about my missing top! Love when that happens!!!
