Good morning, friends...another week has flown by. It also seems that even when I tell the Universe that it needs to slow down time...no one seems to be listening to me...figures.
Great granddaughter Sloane...
Thank you, Ann!! She always sends her cards out right at the time I most need it!
We went to Los Coucos Restaurant for our Valentine's Day lunch. We filled up on those darn chips and sauces even before the meals made their appearance! lol ... But we forced ourselves to eat them...so good.
Lol...too cute and most probably, true.
I made French Toast Casserole this morning. I used the lighter French bread cut into cubes. I just threw together the ingredients, let it soak for about 15 minutes...added more cream, butter and some milk. Lots of sugar and cinnamon...and it made a great custard. The secret is getting enough cream, butter and/or milk added. I've had several of these casseroles that were too dry. It's all about the custard...bake for 50 minutes at 350*.
Larry had his second cancer BCG treatment on Friday. He did well. The evening is always the roughest but he's doing better now.
No one is above the law...No One.
Disgusting...
I made wings and potatoes the other day...seriously good.
I use this recipe to create my own onion soup mix. Make it up then store in a Ziploc bag or mason jar...whatever you have.
I found this recipe on Pinterest. The ingredients seem to make me envision a more lush and moist cake. I'll be trying it. If you make it, let me know how you did!
Well. Larry's Dad, Gerald, is still in the rehab center. I went to his house early the other morning to do some cleaning and clothes washing, sorting mail and emptying trash. Then, yesterday we both went to visit Dad...oh my...Now he's using his pent-up anger at not being able to do for himself, on the poor workers. One nurse we spoke with said she went to administer his meds and he just launched..."You don't have any brains in your head! Get out"... just to name a few phrases. I know he's tired... (new roommate = loud TV of which I asked the guy politely, to turn it down...he was nice and did so...) Then we went to the nurse's station, and we began our "chat" about things. Mainly, getting him out of that bed...on his feet...and when can his catheter come out! He feels locked into that bed... so after the fire was lit... they went to his room and the "ballet" began. When we finally left, his room was clean, bed changed, hearing aid found...fresh water on his bedstand, bathed and hair combed and wheeled to the lounge area still looking like he's like to do serious harm to anyone within arm's length! You'd think he'd be glad of this, but he got another "shot" in at Larry! We think, he thinks, the boys are just going to leave him there. Larry stood his ground after Dad screamed at him, politely telling him to just stop yelling at him! We are doing everything we can to help! And to stop insulting the staff! He then preceded to clam up...I know old age sucks...but you'd think after reaching 99, you'd be a bit more graceful about it. I wouldn't know...I don't think I'll make 99. Larry has gone this morning to check on him...We'll see what he says when he gets in...
SO... cliffhanger, I know but you'll just have to wait until next week to hear the rest of the story! lol
Until then...Have a sweet and safe week and...
