Sir Streusel had his widdle knee repaired. The day before, he threw his back out, like, really threw his back out. If it was graded he would get an A+. The major drugs he was on when we left the hospital made him forget all about his back pain.
We got home and then this happened.
Baby Stella whined until I picked her up so she could lay in Daddy’s lap. She knew he didn’t feel well and cried until she got to him. She is such a sweet little girl. She only weighs 4 lbs. so I knew she wouldn’t cause him any pain. Plus, he was on happy pills. I mean the “Happy Happy Pills”!
The first morning after surgery was a bit of a challenge. Lot of swelling, lot of pain and the major drugs had worn off so he could feel his back pain. Poor guy. I crushed happy pills into his breakfast….#iaintnofool
Now we go through PT and he will be better than new.
I saw wonderful examples of humanity and kindness during the Olympics. Many times I witnessed a veteran athlete consoling a rookie athlete when the grasp of an Olympic medal was no longer in reach. But my favorite moment of simple humanity and kindness was during the Women’s 5000 meter race. USA’S Abbey DiAgostino and New Zealand’s Nikki Hamblin collided and fell on the track with both athlete’s suffering injuries . When Nikki stopped and helped Abbey up, I knew from that one single act of kindness the heart of Nikki Hamblin. I could see the pain on Nikki’s face from her own injuries as she helped her opponent to her feet. It refreshed my heart to watch that moment. There is so much ugly right now everywhere around us. My Facebook feed is 75% politics. I read posts of arguing between friends affiliated with opposing parties. It gets ugly. I can’t stand to watch the media for either Presidential candidate or read any articles because of the ugliness. It is out of control ugly. I want to see more kindness. I want to see more respect. I want to see more Nikki Hamblin’s rise up and show character, respect and kindness. I am so thankful I witnessed that moment live, as it happened. It brought tears to my eyes and a smile to my face
I have had so much fun watching the Olympics this past week. If you know me at all, you know I live for the Olympic Women’s Gymnastic Competitions. I don’t talk, I don’t accept phone calls, I don’t cook, I just breathe the Women’s Gymnastics. Well, I have had a ball!!
We have a team of BEASTS…..
They dominated by EIGHT points! That is unheard of. These tiny BEASTS brought home the Gold.
I am not ashamed to say that I cried when they won, I cried during the National Anthem, I cried watching them wave to their fans and family, I was a mess. It was a great day for Team USA!
I have a few dishes that I prepare that I would go toe-to-toe with any restaurant on any given day. At least this is what Sir Streusel says to me. This meal is one of them. His quote verbatim, “Baby Love, you could serve this in a restaurant and people would be lined up outside to order it.” Well, I am not one to disagree with my Sir Streusel. This dish is seriously good.
We spent one day this past weekend at Sweet Mama’s house canning figs. You can read all about that here. There are lots of videos of Sweet Mama and Daddy and of course the lead canner “Sir Streusel”. I took soup and dessert over as I knew the kitchen would be off limits for cooking. Sweet Mama loves strawberries. Anything that has strawberries in it, she will eat it and she will love it! This is the dessert I took over for all of us to enjoy, but mostly for Sweet Mama, I’m nice like that.
My Sweet Mama and Daddy have one fig tree in their backyard. That tree is very fertile, that is all I can say about that tree. It seemed, the more we sliced, cooked, poured in jars, the more figs were on the counter. They were breeding in front of our eyes! My Sir Streusel is the master canner. I am just his sidekick, his flunky, his Girl Friday, or as he calls me, his Baby Love…swoon.
Today I am bringing out the Slow Cooker…..again. If it will keep my kitchen cooler, me cooler, and the girls (Stella and Paloma) cooler, then BRING IT! I have a dessert ready for Sir Streusel every time he returns home from work. He spends four days a week out of town which means eating out and no desserts. He said he would never waste calories on restaurant desserts when he gets the good stuff at home. My heart zings every time I hear him say that. When he gets home from this trip, a perfectly delicious Cherry and Pineapple Cobbler will be waiting for him that I didn’t even break a sweat while making.
We have a little Mexican restaurant we really enjoy. We go there a lot, as in they know our names. The bonus is they have outside dining so we can take the girls.
They are such well behaved little girls. They also like chips and salsa. On the weekends we like to munch. Sir Streusel doesn’t get to snack while he is traveling so we normally have one night while he is home that we ‘snack for supper.’ We love nachos so I thought I would try to recreate our favorite nachos from our little Mexican restaurant.
This week I had my annual mammogram. No biggie, go in and get ‘er done. The following day I received the dreaded phone call, “Mrs. Sheaffer, we need you to come back for more pictures. The doctor saw some irregularities. ” It became very quiet in our home for the rest of the day. Neither Eric nor myself slept at all that night. The next morning, we head for round two of pictures. I had confided in a handful of friends for prayer and they were so wonderful. Everyone of them were sending me texts or Facebook Messages telling me they were covering me in prayer and that they loved me. My phone was going off non-stop. There is no greater feeling than having the support of wonderful friends. Great news!!!! BENIGN! When Eric was told I was clean, he broke down crying. I didn’t realize how stressed he was. It broke my heart to see him like that and that I could cause him so much stress. The flip side is, we did the Happy Dance together!
My back has been bothering me for months. I told you on the previous post that I was finally on muscle relaxers. Can we just have a moment of silence to praise the muscle relaxer? Today I experienced my very first “Deep Tissue Massage.” This massage is not a ‘whirly bird feel good’ experience. This is a hang on, grit your teeth and power through it experience. My masseuse was wonderful! She backed off when I grunted but kept the pressure strong and steady. I also learned it is a pinched nerve in my neck that is the culprit. I feel better since the massage. I could also be feeling better because I treated myself to a cupcake for being such a brave girl during the massage and let us not forget…..muscle relaxers! I should be back to my old tricks soon.