October 24, 2010

• Bleh

  The day is grey, drizzly and soul suckingly flat. Erik is off in a little bit to a two day Disaster Planning workshop in Stowe with Ceredwyn.  I'm recovering from a blocked parotid gland. My mouth is really dry. Could not eating sugar in large quantities be contributing to this dryness, I wonder? I'm drinking plenty of fluids, but the right side of my jaw has a hard nubbin of a gland just below and in front of my ear. I've taken to eating sour pickles to get it to secrete. Plus, pickles don't make me fat. I don't think I've gained back the weight I lost, but I haven't hopped on the scale to see. Nor have I donned again the jeans that were unzippable.  Just very blah. I'll check my weight again at work this week.  In the meantime, my pants fit well and that's a good thing to appreciate. I'm throwing away the fat jeans with the worn out thigh so they're not an option for me to slide up into.

  Erik being gone means I have to get my own coffee in the morning.  Poor,poor pitiful me. On the plus side, Loraboralabradora won't be relegated to sleeping in the kitchen. The dog will keep me safe.  Of late there have been a couple of murders about an hour away. The most recent one has seen the State Police doing information stops, passing out fliers, requesting information of anything suspicious or people who don't belong. Lock you doors and windows. The sorts of things we take for granted living in this beautiful place.  Things I really don't want to think about.

   

  I have one of the massive roasting chickens we butchered with Ceredwyn and family thawing in the sink.  It's the size of a young turkey, breasts over developed so that the bird was in danger of tipping over the closer it came to slaughter time. I took it out yesterday to thaw.  I want to make chicken with black beans, tomatoes and chipotle salsa. I just want the breasts for this batch.  I'll use the remainder of the bird for something else as the week goes by. Waiting for it to thaw seems to be an interminable process. I am not very patient these days. I am impatient to feel better, impatient to leave work, impatient with the healing process.  I think I need a nap.

  Actually, what I "need" is sugar. Simple carbohydrates, baked goods. Honey, maple syrup, brown sugar, organic sugar. All the sugars I don't eat anymore.  I've baked lots of apples. That helps for a while but then today comes along and I long for sweet.

  Time to nap. Seriously.

  • 1:12 pm
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