I’m a pretty smart girl. I probably could have been a doctor if only I could stand the sight of blood. Blood, bones sticking out, eyeballs swollen make me really queasy. I’m fortunate to have family (my sister) and friends (Emily) who will watch over my injured child when the going gets rough.
The going got rough on Tuesday. My darling almost twelve year old son came home from school with a VERY swollen right hand. In the past, I would have taken a quick peek and waited until another adult came in the door for their diagnosis. But not this week. I was a very brave nurse. Why you may ask? Well let show you what has toughened me up.
- Age 15 months…fell out the second story window onto the driveway. He bounced. Outcome: He punctured his lung. He healed immediately. He ran and played once they took the wires off him. Thank you Emily for taking care of me.
- Age 2…while playing in the living room, decided to ram side of head into the corner of the coffee table. Thank you Jana for looking at the wound and advising ER. Outcome: Stitches.
- Age 3…on his birthday….the new Spider Man webs weren’t working. They didn’t hold him to the upper level of the play structure. Outcome: Broken left wrist. Blue Cast
- Age 5…while at the motocross track with his Uncle Ricky and riding a bicycle, he lost control and ran into a rope fence. Outcome: Rope burn across his face.
- Age 7….not an accident…we discovered a small cyst on his leg….in reality it was a tumor and absessed into the size of a golf ball. Outcome: Emergency surgery and a big divot now.
- Age 8 … the peaceful year
- Age 9……rammed his thumb into the pole while playing tether ball. I waited 2 weeks, and then finally took him to the doctor. Outcome: Broken thumb. Orange and Black “Halloween” Cast
- Age 10…..fell off skateboard. This time I didn’t waste anytime. I got him to the doctor to find out it was only sprained.
- Age 11…..Tuesday….four square game resulted in jammed hand. Outcome: Broken finger/hand. Glow-In-The-Dark Cast
Thank you Kaiser South Sacramento for taking such good care of my baby for all of these years!
I guess this feels a little old fashion. Writing about the journey of standing by my man as he becomes, is, and celebrates HIS journey as PWR’s President 2012/2013. I’m a pretty independent feminist. I’ve bumped my head on that glass ceiling…..even crashed through it once! But here I am in 2011. Wife, mother, business owner, community volunteer, terrible but fun golfer…as my twitter page says.
The day of Mike’s announcement was pretty exciting for our family. Rotary is fundamental in our raising of Kevin. Sorry PWR’ers…you’ll see alot of Kev…..my orders.
I felt my first OMG….they’re asking us to do something… this past week. Mike came home and asked me if we could host a Fireside Chat. Please rotarians…I’d love to host you in my Elk Grove home but…(a) Why would you want to come to Elk Grove? (b) Why would you want to walk into a house filled with Kevin stuff (there’s currently a trombone, baritone, legos, unicycle and scooter in my living room) ? and (c) Sorry….you’d also have to help me fold laundry. So sorry Jennifer…..we’ll host in 2019 when Kevin’s in college and my furniture is not so lived upon.
A long time ago, early December 1997, an addition came into our new marriage and new house. Ralph. With $10, Mike went deep into the hood to purchase a puppy. Earlier in the year, Mike’s elderly Big Black Dog, Chester, had passed. So I was getting a new puppy for Christmas. It was quite a surprise when Chester’s twin walked in. Another Big Black Dog….who had “ralphed” in Mike’s immaculate truck on his way home.
For those of you who know Ralph, you would agree, he’s a very loving dog. He also talks. It’s quite easy to understand what he is saying to you. But there’s only a select few of you who truly know Ralph’s best talent. He can, with precision, crack a walnut and eat every speck of meat from it. Never….I mean NEVER….eating a shell.
This morning, my 12 year old senior citizen was in a tizzy. The nut bowl had plenty of hazelnuts, almonds and brazilnuts. Where did the walnuts go? I handed him an almond. He hesitantly took it. Later I discovered it on the carpet….uncracked. Not good enough.
Mornings are nap time for Ralph. I found him later over on his bed, surrounded by walnut shells. Under the couch was a lone uncracked walnut. I handed it to him. He took it gently. Ralph’s day was now perfect. Connecting to Nutso.
I feel like I’m making headway on this Thanksgiving Cooking Journey. I must say, as of this evening, I’m having a good time. Today’s list has everything checked off of it, except the steak part of tonights dinner. Seems to me that might be a manly dish for Mike to make.
It was quite a busy kitchen day. It started with Banana Nut Bread and Cookies. A couple of yummy fish tacos at Rubios, the purchase of almost what I wanted wine glasses at Home Goods (but they had five of them and that’s the number I needed), a second round of grocery shopping at Raleys, and I was back at home to spark up the kitchen again.
I’m pleased to say, my Pie Dough is in the refrigerator ready to be filled and baked tomorrow morning. http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Pastry-Dough-240606
And at this very moment, the Turkey Stock is simmering on the stove. http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/printerfriendly/Homemade-Turkey-Stock-240445
Mike isn’t very fond of turkey. He’ll eat it, but would rather have ham. So tomorrow night, upon Big D’s arrival, I’m going to serve a ham. It’s pretty easy, and we can serve it again on Thanksgiving along with the Turkey. Tonight I’m making Mac and Two Cheeses with Carmelized Shallots . http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Mac-and-Two-Cheeses-with-Caramelized-Shallots-350762 There’s so much, I think there’ll be enought to make it through Thursday evening.
And now time for a glass of wine. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Big D arrives on Wednesday afternoon. Mike has spent the last twenty bazillion Thanksgivings with Dino. Our lovable Big D is Kevin’s Godfather and Mike’s BFF. It is a well-known fact that Big D loves sweets….especially minty sweets. From an early age, Kevin knew to remind me to pick up Oreos every time Big D was coming. We always try to have thin mints in the cabinet for him. You should see the ice cream supply in the freezer. What would a weekend be like if we didn’t have sweets when Big D was here? Connected to our Friends.
A couple of year ago I found a great recipe for Banana Nut Bread on Epicurious.com. Although the recipe was good, there was a MUCH better recipe down in the comments section. My bread is in the oven. Your turn. Baking and Connected.
Let me give you a GOOD recipe for banana bread. I’ve been searching for years for the perfect recipe and I think I have found it at a bed and breakfast in Louisville,Ky. BEST EVER BANANA BREAD 1 cup sugar 1/2 cup butter 3 very ripe bananas 2 eggs 1 1/4 cups flour 1/2 tsp salt 1 tsp baking soda 1 cup crushed walnuts Preheat oven to 350 degrees,Cream sugar and butter. Add bananas and eggs beaten. Sift flour,salt and baking soda 3 times. Blend and add to banana mixture. Pour patter into a 9×5 loaf pan. Bake for 55 min. Cool on rack. If this is not the tastiest and moistest bread you’ve ever eaten, I will eat your peels.
I just got out of the shower and am standing in my upstairs bathroom in my warm robe. Through the wall I can hear Kevin singing Hello, Goodbye by the Beetles on his Wii. Wow it brings me back to a time when I was his age, 10. Pretty Cool. Connecting with my kid.
He’s a little off key. But the hey na hey na na hey na are so perfectly timed. And then comes the WOOO HOOOO ala Paul Mc Cartney. I can visualize him dancing in there, wiggling around. WOOO HOOOO. I am smiling. Totally Connected.
Should I go in there and surprise and/or embarrass him? Or should I just let him be and listen?
I think I’ll Let It Be.