I mentioned that after getting the flu shot Thursday, I felt pretty bad Friday. Saturday (yesterday) I got up feeling completely normal. We went to Addie’s game, sat out in the sun and baked, went and ate burgers, came home. Vince went downstairs to watch a football game, I was going to cross stitch. About 6 p.m. I started feeling bad again. Checked my temp. 99.9. Took an acetaminophen and a shower and by 9, I was in bed. Vince came to bed about 10:30, woke me up. Apparently he was sleeping in his chair downstairs when I yelled down that I was going to bed. Even though he said “OK”, he didn’t remember that. Then I woke up about 1:30, Vince asked me how I felt and I couldn’t go back to sleep. I almost got up but I was still shivering so I knew I still had fever and finally fell back asleep. This morning, I woke up feeling fine and hope the flu shot effects are over. This is the time when I say I’m never getting it again .. but I always do because I had the flu once, when Chad was 7, and I couldn’t get out of bed for a week. I was so sick .. I don’t think, at my age, I could handle being that sick now.
I always know I’m feeling great when I want to spend the day cooking and, at least the morning has been spent cooking.
Vince watched racing early this morning and then asked if we could have breakfast. He said “Since we blew the keto diet yesterday, can we have biscuits and then start over tomorrow?” Fine.
I made Blake’s Biscuits. I’ve tried other recipes but I always come back to Blake’s recipe. Many of y’all have tried Blake’s recipe and told me it’s the best. My friend, Blake, and his wife, Cindy, are a few years younger than I am but I’ve known them both since they were in high school. When they got married, they either bought or built a small home just on the outskirts of the Lake Charles, LA area. Their two kids are grown. The daughter is married and has two kids of her own. Several years ago, they all bought land a good ways out of town. I think Blake’s daughter and her husband built first, then Cindy and Blake built so now they’re living not far from their grandkids. Blake has recently retired and they are loving being so close to the grands. I love seeing the interaction with the kids. It makes me wish I lived next door to Addie but I’m very happy to be as close as I am. I’ll never complain about being 45 minutes from them.
Part of what makes them so easy is that I just roll them up into an oblong shape and cut them. Then dip the tops in melted butter, arrange them in a pan (I use a skillet) and bake them.
As they were about to be done, I was thinking . . let me grab a cooling rack to place under the hot skillet. Then I remembered . . I have a gas stove! I can put the hot pot on the stove grate. Yay!
Breakfast was done!
Before I started breakfast, I cooked 6 chicken breasts in the pressure cooker for Rita’s food. As soon as they were done, I cooked rice, then made dog food. I didn’t get it all stirred up til after breakfast. There are about 3 to 3-1/2 cups of food in each bag. As we open each bag, I mash up a banana and add, cook one egg and add that and add a bit of ground flax seed and put it all in a quart jar. Each bag, with the added ingredients, will last her about two days – usually with a little left over. From these 8 bags, there should be enough food for 17 to 18 days.
Next on the list was getting the chuck roast cooked. It was supposed to be for tomorrow but will get moved to Tuesday. We like the Mississippi Pot Roast . . a lot!
There is a jar of whole pepperonici peppers in the storage room downstairs but there was a jar of sliced in the fridge so . . sliced it was! I also used Better than Bouillon with a bit of water instead of canned broth.
Last (I hope) . . I had planned to cook Naked Fish Tacos today but with us being off keto, I figured I’d just finish out the day by extending our bad eating habits.
Vince will have spaghetti and meatballs. I’ll have a baked potato and a couple of meatballs that I will withhold from the sauce and fry in a skillet.
That is the last of my basil. I have so enjoyed having it this summer. I love basil. I wish I loved oregano . . but I do not.
This means I’ll bump everything back and have the fish tomorrow and the roast been on Tuesday. Leftover fish on Wednesday. Leftover roast beef on Thursday. Maybe I’ll get lots of stitching time this coming week. I always think I will but it never seems to happen.