Archive for December, 2019

Eve

Posted on Tuesday, December 31st, 2019 at 9:18 pm

New Year’s Eve is just another night here. I’m home, because I don’t want to be somewhere with people expecting to see a guitar in my hands. My pads are not ready for it.


Dinner tonight is a monstrous baked gold potato with butter, bacon, cheese, and a jumbo avocado. I hope I have room tomorrow for the traditional fare. After that, free fall. I shouldn’t have much of an appetite, because I don’t have much of one now.


Pay day deposit is still pending, though funds are available. This is a strange system. 21 hour delay and counting? I guess I’ll get used to it. I’m never on the brink, so not something that matters that much. Just new clock work.


A few fireworks here and there, most are at a distance, barely discernible, but a few are loud. I expect a little, but not a lot. They’re pretty strict here.


No email coming in today, but I sort of expected that. But I mean no email, zip, nada, nil, nary a one.


The horde is in bed. Nothing much going on. Guess I better tackle that spud. The Giant Spudocado of New Year’s Eve. Not sure I’ll be awake at midnight.

Eve’s eve’s morning

Posted on Monday, December 30th, 2019 at 12:57 am

I have been treating my guitar pads with my Swiss Army knife’s file and virgin coconut oil. Trying not to spit out the core plugs. Playing a few songs a day to keep them active without stressing them. They’re still a little sore when playing, but not painful enough to make me stop. Just enough to remind me not to overdo it. No predictions yet.


Went shopping yesterday, getting all the NYD stuff. Got half a pound of Boar’s Head pastrami. Also a fresh jar of virgin coconut oil (old one is about 9 years old, though still good for external use). Still trying to make the jambalaya disappear. One more piece of unfrozen chicken. Fresh pound cake for the strawberry puree. Cheesecake sampler. Jumbo avocado, yikes.


24 hours to pay day. 48 hours to NYD computer housekeeping. Later today, take my new prescription insurance card to the pharmacy. Not a whole lot action for as many events that are taking place this week. Most are just note and remember. I’m just about there for the new year.


Feeling pretty good. Throat still a little tender, but it has been since solstice, and it is definitely improving. It’s just not quite 100% yet. Overall, in pretty good condition. A bit more R&R and I should be whole again.

Wind out

Posted on Saturday, December 28th, 2019 at 1:20 am

Four more days left in 2019. I have pretty much taken care of the year end duties and legalities. There are a couple of things to do, like see if the prescription for valsartan can be renewed under the old insurance and file the new insurance with the pharmacy. And of course, there will be the twice annual email dump on new year’s. Got the internet paid to whittle down the bank account before the deposit. $11 to go, and that will go to the traditional black eyed peas, cornbread, pastrami, and cheesecake for new year’s day.


Floating in fried chicken. I purchased three years quota in one week. Drat the convenience of those coupons in reducing the bank balance. There is zero spare room in the freezer. I just finished the last pork tenderloin (w/ gouda) sandwich for a while. I whittled down about a third of the tenderloin. I have other cuts that need my attention.


The jambalaya is first rate, but I haven’t had a chance to eat that much of it yet. But most of the competition as been eliminated, just the spicy rice, golden potatoes, poundcake w/ strawberry puree, fried chicken that wouldn’t fit in the freezer, hot buttered cheese danish… well, maybe not most of the competition. But it will not go to waste. Priority by expiration. Progress without excess. (Except maybe Christmas day, and not that excessive.)


The eggs ackley tacos are an excellent addition to the freezer. Excellent way to start the cycle. Worth the effort. Can’t buy that in the store.


Today will be the last of five days in a row with the windows open for the afternoon. It will turn cool for a couple of weeks, at least, but no freezing in the forecast. It has been a nice spell of mild weather. I will miss it.


The pads on the middle and little fingers look iffy. I might try a little emory paper and see if I can avert a possible peel. Still playing a song or two here and there. It’s helping some.


Things are pretty slow, RnR still in progress, but feeling pretty good over all. I look forward to a long rest, having gotten the last long rest out of my system.

Christmas Jambalaya

Posted on Wednesday, December 25th, 2019 at 4:39 pm

It’s on the stove with one minute on the timer. brb


The jambalaya is now covered and resting, with a little over an inch of bubbly aromatic juices on the bottom. The rice will soak it up. Marinated pork tenderloin/shrimp/diced sea scallops. First time for sea scallops, a couple of bucks more expensive, minus a bite or two. But it’s still scallops. And it is Christmas jambalaya. Upgraded shrimp count too.


Myka got a couple of shrimp preview. She is more anxious to see it done than I am. I’m getting poked a lot, with the aroma filling the house. “I can smell it! Don’t tell me there’s none.” “It’s hot.” “SO? I can smell it!”


Windows are open all afternoon. That is a nice Christmas gift. Brenham is quiet. Gas stations and convenience stores and Denny’s are open. Everyone else gets the day off.

Asea

Posted on Tuesday, December 24th, 2019 at 7:59 pm

I was unable to find bay scallops in town, so I settled for sea scallops and a larger grade of shrimp to match for the jambalaya. It is Christmas, after all. And I am thawing a tub of strawberry puree (I needed the freezer space.) I have a fresh poundcake and plenty of whipped cream.


And there is the Church’s chicken. I had forgotten about the coupon sheet until I was straightening up the mail yesterday. Let’s just say that there is zero freezer room to spare. And I’m not going hungry.


Anyhoo, my finger tips are hardening rather quickly. I hope that I’m not going to lose a central plug from the pads. There are circles forming on the tips. It will be close, I may or may not lose them. I played a lot in ten days’ time after being idle for months. Wouldn’t be the first time. Time will tell.


So now it’s Christmas eve. HEB is closing. The town is slowing down. The next 34 hours will see a quiet time in contrast to the mania of yesterday and today. About time!

Solstice aftermath

Posted on Monday, December 23rd, 2019 at 12:09 am

A bit sorer for the effort, I’m home after spending solstice playing music. I pushed the pads and the throat last night, playing longer than I expected. And because I didn’t want to risk the throat sleeping in the back of the truck on a cold night, I drove home. The throat is the one thing a blanket can’t cover. So I slept in the warmth of home with the thermostat turned up a couple of degrees.


There were fewer leaders than in years past, so staying in the circle was necessary to keep the show going. Fortunately, my pads had enough rest last week to survive it. It was fun, I got to play quite a few of the songs in the book. But I didn’t get to visit as much, especially leaving after the music ended as I did.


But I did get the crowd singing on several occasions. So it was worth it. I got to make up a little for missing TRD. And people got to see that I’m still healthy. And so ends the party season of 2019, a short one for me because of health and transportation.


So, back to the kitchen tomorrow. I’m thinking jambalaya (tenderloin, shrimp, bay scallop). I ate the last tenderloin/brie sandwich. Have mercy. Thinking about the chinese buffet. It’s been a while since I ate there. And I have the black eyed peas, cornbread, pastrami, and cheesecake for New Year’s in mind.


But foremost on the agenda is rest. Sit around, do nothing, fight Myka for the LZB. I got enough of the social life to hold my sanity for a while.





There are no bay scallops to be had for vice or money in the Brenham city limits. I did draw it to the HEB seafood manager’s attention. I found a frozen cornbread stuffing, which just went in the oven. I’ll postpone the jambalaya decision until Thursday. If there still are no scallops, I’ll make it with just shrimp. The stores were crazy busy today.

Facing Solstice

Posted on Friday, December 20th, 2019 at 7:07 pm

Tomorrow is the solstice gathering in Bryan. I haven’t unpacked Egee since the brewery. I still have a little shine on the pads, but not enough to prevent me from playing a few hours, which is probably all I’ll get. I expect a full line up.


Made a large batch of eggs ackley with pork tenderloin, and I rolled a dozen breakfast tacos. I also had a medium plate with an avocado. So I’m ready for breakfast next week when I come crawling back home from the party. Need to wash a couple of dishes, shower, and start laundry. After that, rest up for tomorrow.


I will thaw some of the tenderloin for tomorrow, make a little room in the freezer for the tacos. The tacos will be a nice way to munch in the morning without having to cook up a batch. And the tenderloin will finally end up where it was first intended, in the stomachs of others.


One more tenderloin/brie sandwich to go. I’ve almost killed off the brie. Maybe tomorrow before I head north. Where there is a will…


I am looking forward to seeing everyone. Lots of catching up to do. I have rested my voice, speaking mostly to Myka in a quiet voice. A little quiet singing, but not much, despite the urge to cut loose with the Egee.


Most of my effort this week has been online, gathering large documents. That is done for the moment.


Made a store run today for cheddar, as I didn’t have enough for the tacos. The streets and stores were nuts this afternoon. Holidays…

Brutalized

Posted on Sunday, December 15th, 2019 at 9:04 am

Forced to perform with shiny pads by crazed groupies, I was brutalized beyond redemption. Needless to say, my fingers tips are sore this morning. I did have a fun time last night. And I got lots of complements on my performing.


I have never performed in a brewery before. It was pretty noisy, lots of bleeding pressure off of the brewing tanks, and the building was an echo trap, lofty and bouncy. But the group managed to hold the audience.


I managed to get the gravy made and the pan washed. So I’m ready to make eggs ackley when the impulse hits. (Not in the next ten minutes, to be certain.) I will appreciate the frozen breakfast tacos done my way.


It will be in the 80s today, another tropical bulge preceding a cold front. 50s/30s this week. Fortunately, I have no social obligations until next weekend. I can let my pads heal and stay warm. But a soak this warm afternoon is definitely in order.


By the time Solstice is over, I will have made up for lost time.

Friday 13th

Posted on Friday, December 13th, 2019 at 3:38 pm

Back home from a jaunt to Bryan. Music School, bank, shopping. I was gone about 27 hours, all told. I ate out twice, catfish and migas, within 24 hours. Not all that common for me.


Still subnormal, but managing it SOP. I wasn’t slowed down on the road. I held up well enough. Overall, I’m handling things well, though I’m not that inspired now.


I need to cook, and I’m in microwave mode. I think I lost an avocado, but I’m not sure. (I had avocado with the migas, so not a total loss.) Sausage gravy and eggs ackley (make a bunch of frozen breakfast tacos from a large batch) are the next projects.


Music school was fun. Mostly 70s RnR, but I got to lead plenty. I didn’t get to eat any of the pork tenderloin I took. Not that I’m in danger of running out any time soon. Didn’t blow out anything, but my pads are still humming.


Took Doug to Best Buy to get an iPad for him. He got to the repair shop for his laptop to find a $300 deductible. So the tablet will help in the time being.


So I’m back home and recovering from the road. Not hurting, just not very ambitious. Made a store and gas run this morning. Caught up on dailies. Garbage out, very small bag this time.


Birthday party for Jill tomorrow afternoon. I’ll be playing with the locals. It should be fun.

Temperature train wreck

Posted on Tuesday, December 10th, 2019 at 12:07 am

Currently at the front end of a 50 degree nose dive, having gone from the 80s a few hours ago to a current 64°F. It will end in the 30s on Wednesday morning.


Ate a couple of cold marinated pork tenderloin and brie sandwiches a little while ago. I will make the brie disappear. I have eggs ackley to cook, enough to freeze half a dozen or more breakfast tacos as well a plate for the avocado. Also sausage gravy to go with the bag of spuds. I have some cooking to do, now that it’s turning cold.


Entertaining attending Music School on Wednesday. I have a check to cash at BoA. If it’s too cold Wednesday night, I’ll stay over, just for safety sake. I need to play music with people.


Nights are getting long enough to induce light deprivation. As usual, I will be glad to see the days getting longer. I have no problems with the night.

Blowin’ in the Wind

Posted on Friday, December 6th, 2019 at 4:11 pm

Whenever the wind blows from the east, I can smell Dairy Queen’s french fries. While the source of the aroma is a vent that is 270 feet away, I have resisted going and buying fries for a number of years. Today, I bought fries from the DQ. However, the wind is out of the WNW, so it had nothing to do with their exhaust vent.


I ordered an alpaca cap. I have two alpaca hoods, and my SOP wool/poly cap, but no alpaca cap. So I ordered one. On a Friday in December. No hurry, but I figured that it would be a good item for clothing of the month, which has been pretty strong tradition this autumn. A way of winding it down. I have a good winter wardrobe now. And unlike the $10 shoes, the cap should last quite a few years.


Still running subnormal, though I am doing considerably better. Today’s store run was pretty routine, no tail dragging. Back on the celecoxib, off ibuprofen. Thinking of changing the alarm song. (Okay, it’s now Eh, Petite Fille by Clifton Chenier.) Any way, I am getting back into the swing of things again. If I could get 98.6°F working again…


Got a tube of pan sausage to make gravy. Bag of taters. Also got a pan of cornbread, which is actually pretty good for a store bakery. Got produce. This and that. Kitchen is fluffed out for the next week. Pork tenderloin/broccoli fettuccine alfredo, spuds and sausage gravy, rib eye tacos, brie and cold pork tenderloin, steamed veggies, eggs ackley, fillers like pizza, popcorn shrimp, etc. Life could be worse.


Things are going pretty well. There is room for improvement, but considerably less than there has been for over two weeks.

Healing

Posted on Thursday, December 5th, 2019 at 1:17 am

Well, the fever has faded, but I’m still in the subnormal range. I saw 98.6°F briefly, but it didn’t linger. A few little complaints, but they can be ignored most of the time, and I still tire easily, tail dragging at times. So the bug is gone, the restoration is in progress. It’s encouraging.


I got the rib eye broiled tonight, ate a bit of it. One of the pork tenderloins is gone, eight and a half to go. And a quarter pound of the brie is gone, 12 oz to go. The risotto has one more serving left. Life could be worse.


Doctor said I look pretty good for having been mugged and rolled so brutally. Lungs and heart sound good. The scripts are treating me well. Got a script renewed, picked it up today. Did a little shopping while I was at it. I found a pair of $10 walking shoes that fit pretty well. I don’t expect them to last forever, but if they make it through the winter, I’ll be happy.


Warming up again. I had the windows open in the afternoon and will this afternoon as well. May be a touch cool Friday and Saturday for airing out the house, but Sunday and Monday will have lots of warm hours for opening the house.

Ignition

Posted on Monday, December 2nd, 2019 at 5:32 pm

I finally cooked today, a batch of cheese risotto. A rib eye will follow this evening. Still bouncing between up and down. Caught up on everything except laundry, and that happens in a bit.


Some of the fever spells, while low grade, have been rather aggressive, withstanding a 440mg dose of ibuprofen as a fever reducer. But when I’m feeling good, it’s equally as strong. Salivary glands almost back to normal. Hopefully this is the virus’ last stand. It has been 13 days, and it’s due to collapse within 24 hours.


Longs spontaneous naps are still the rule and seem to help when I sprout a fever. And eating still assists in losing consciousness. Myka has been taking advantage of my time in the LZB and lap parking a bit, wanting to be pet, more than normal. Logic tells me it’s the cold feet needing warming, but she is in the attitude. She’s on the desk more often, wide eyed, looking for pets as well.


Got the replacement debit card. It’s been activated and updated on the few web sites were I use it and keep it stored. The old one was getting a little iffy in the card readers, so I’m glad to have it.


Doctor appointment tomorrow, a routine blood pressure check on the meds. Go see the doc when I get well…