Hello The Kitchen and members of same......
So pleased you had such fun on your garden outing, soop. Bet it's some while since life felt like that. Did you have what I think you call "a good blether?" I love picking up everyone's regional phrases....but sometimes, as a South London friend said to me the other day after listening to a long conversation with a Scouser, you feel you need sub-titles!
Horrible prospect that you have to go to the hospital to allow clever but random people to have a rummage, but it'll be so worth it if you are going to get fixed. Yaaay! Things will get better, you'll see. The world is starting to move again.
Charleygirl do so hope you pushed yourself to go out. I think that everyone can see how easy it could be to stay indoors indefinitely. However, not sure we are meant to be completely solitary souls, so for the sake of a cheer up and a mix with the world again, do hope it was a good idea and has made you feel better, not worse.
I think I might investigate those pillows. We have two big square bamboo ones and on top two very soft British size down pillows which aren't very full and you can knock them around into the perfect shape. We do have memory foam mattresses so it would be interesting to try something like the Emma pillows, especially if they are made to not get too warm.
Keep on going with the brain training, Izabella. A brain like yours is worth holding on to....even if it behaves badly from time to time. Yours holds all that observation and imagination and descriptive ability! A brain may be grey but it always matters - as Cherry has said. What a great saying! Do hope that your dear H is off the sofa soon and a much better colour and pain free. Life at Izabella Towers must return to normal a.s.a.p.
Cherry you are completely selfless. We shall club together and buy you a blue light you can put on your car, so you have the perfect excuse to rush about helping just about everybody. How super that your friend could turn to you when she must have had such a shock. Dad's don't sever an artery with a little scratch! Wonder what on earth he could have been doing?
Reminds me of a story from very long ago when I was very pregnant and attending a coffee morning with my Natural Childbirth Class midwife and others. I sat inside a set of French doors - in those days hardly safety glass - and outside in the garden there were two deep steps up to the door. Loads of small toddlers playing outside and one little boy - about Teddy's size - ran up the steps, missed his footing and crashed headlong through the glass and into my lap. Fortunately there were lots of Nurses present. He had severed an artery and would have bled out had one of them not driven at high speed with others keeping up the pressure on his raised wrist, to the local hospital. I stayed to "control" about 8 small children and a floor covered in broken glass. It was like herding cats, but I got them all out of the room and around the kitchen table, gave them drinks and toys, made the eldest child class prefect and made them believe they'd better not move : they actually all sat still whilst I cleaned up the danger on the floor.
You calling Doodle a grand scrubber, lemon.....will that get the work done, do you think? My Son, as a small boy, used to call me that. Later on I graduated to "a good cooker".
Made Tortillas for lunch today, filled with a lovely chicken and veggie mix and topped off with some home made Salsa and Chipotle sauce. Salad on the side. Lots left over, so on their way to The Kitchen for everyone now if you fancy a light supper.
Have a good weekend, everyone. Do hope that the weather is nice - maybe only raining in the middle of the night - so that you can plan little trips and be outside and b.r.e.a.t.h.e and soak up lots of Vit., D. Take care/Hugs xx