This Week’s Menu, November 4, 2018

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Menu for the week of November 4, 2018

Sunday
Breakfast: Steel-cut oats
Early Dinner: Baby back ribs

Monday
Breakfast: Cranberry muffins
Early Dinner: Steak

Tuesday
Breakfast: Breakfast quesadilla
Early Dinner: Leftover ribs

Wednesday
Breakfast: Toast and jam
Early Dinner: French onion soup

Thursday
Breakfast: Steel-cut oats
Early Dinner: Tuna (I haven’t yet figured out how I’m going to cook this.)

Friday
Breakfast: Egg and sausage sandwich
Early Dinner: Buffalo wings with veggie spread

Saturday
Breakfast: Breakfast out — garage sales
Early Dinner: Cheeseburgers

Greg bought some fresh tuna the other day. I’ve never cooked tuna before. I’ve had it raw in sushi before–but that’s it. Has anyone ever cooked tuna? Any recipe suggestions?

I’ve been struggling all week with a killer shoulder and neck pain. I don’t know if I slept wrong or if I’d been lifting heavier than normal stuff. Probably both. I have been lugging some mighty heavy planters from one place to another. I try to wait for Greg, but by the time he shows up I’m done.

We’ve cooled off significantly. It’s good working weather–when it’s not raining. Luckily the rains stop just in time for garage sales.

We’ve been getting some good buys at garage sales too. I’m on the hunt for a solid concrete pedestal, or a water fountain. I need something substantial to put in the middle of my front yard. We picked up a very cool sundial at a garage sale. If I can find a heavy pedestal, I’ll mount the sundial on it.

If I could wish for anything, my dream find would be a full sized statue. I hardly ever see anything like that at sales, but one can dream. For now, I’m happy with the sundial. That can fit anywhere on our property.

Those of you on Facebook already heard about my poor Iko. He escaped last week and somehow tore his right eye from top to bottom. He needed emergency surgery. I’m happy to report he’s back to being handsome again, but the stitches are beginning to irritate him.

We’ve since double locked the gates with chain. The only way he’s getting out now is if he has bolt cutters.

 Iko, stitched up and looking bad-assed.

 

 


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