At 7:30 this morning, while I had my hands up a raw chicken butt (at work, seasoning rotisserie chickens to use for the day), my cell phone rang. Naturally, I figured it had to be important, cause no one would call me that early without a damned good reason.
It was my dad.
My grandmother (not the one with cancer) had a massive heart attack last night/ this morning and she passed away. This was very sudden and completely unexpected, so everyone’s in a bit of shock.
We went up to the shelter today and came home with a puppy. She’s about 12 weeks old, part german shepherd, part husky and possibly part collie. She’s got beautiful blue eyes so we named her Calypso. I’ll post pictures when I get around to taking some. But she is just adorable.
So, physically, I’m healed. Mentally/emotionally, it’ll probably be a while. I’m noticing some signs of post-partum kicking in, which sucks. But I’m finding it hard to socialize for long periods of time, especially with large groups of people. Even when it’s mostly family, it’s hard.
I actually cooked dinner tonight. I made chicken thighs, baked in a butter based sauce that came out alright, but it would have been better had I skinned the chicken first. Then the flavor could have soaked into the meat further.
I made mashed potatos and gravy and corn with it too.
It’s still a miracle that I cooked, especially has I wasn’t feeling so great. I’ve had a nasty headache for the last few days, my sinuses are just going crazy. It’s real bad allergy season around these parts, has me missing Texas, as I was much healthier there I think.
On the good news, I put on a skort that was tight on me last summer…. It fits much better now than it did then. Yay! Apparently, despite what the scale says, I have lost weight. I think I’ve gained muscle though.
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