Probably not a huge surprise, but I'm not too mushy. This woman at work was talking about communication styles, and love languages (which is the corniest term I've ever heard). Like how guys try to fix problems? That's how they show their love. I guess I'm a guy deep down? I am a doer and not a sayer. I show my love through food. Gifts of food, acts of service.
I took the idea of apple matzoh pudding and made it into muffins and gave them to Laurie. Because everyone will eat either the top or the bottom of a muffin. The idea of doing a late seder was tossed around, and I scouted out all the food and spent last week walking around with my lists. Nobody ever definitively said "Go!" so it's probably not happening. Except at any moment it might? We're probably waiting to hear from the doctor in China before a decision is made. Word on the street is that if the biopsy results were disastrous somebody would have gotten in touch, and it's sort of a "no news is good news" situation. I thought the whole point of going to Texas was because of fast turn around times though, so wtf China doc?
Tonight I made meatloaf and smashed potatoes with asparagus. Josh stood in the kitchen watching me while we talked, and when it came time to dig my hands into the meatloaf mixture and mix it, he got skeeved out. Admittedly, it's not like Ghost with the pottery wheel. Josh refused to believe that I've made this for him before. "I'd have remembered seeing you do that." In the winter I probably make meatloaf once a week.
Now I'm laying in bed trying to come up with good comfort food for tomorrow.
I took the idea of apple matzoh pudding and made it into muffins and gave them to Laurie. Because everyone will eat either the top or the bottom of a muffin. The idea of doing a late seder was tossed around, and I scouted out all the food and spent last week walking around with my lists. Nobody ever definitively said "Go!" so it's probably not happening. Except at any moment it might? We're probably waiting to hear from the doctor in China before a decision is made. Word on the street is that if the biopsy results were disastrous somebody would have gotten in touch, and it's sort of a "no news is good news" situation. I thought the whole point of going to Texas was because of fast turn around times though, so wtf China doc?
Tonight I made meatloaf and smashed potatoes with asparagus. Josh stood in the kitchen watching me while we talked, and when it came time to dig my hands into the meatloaf mixture and mix it, he got skeeved out. Admittedly, it's not like Ghost with the pottery wheel. Josh refused to believe that I've made this for him before. "I'd have remembered seeing you do that." In the winter I probably make meatloaf once a week.
Now I'm laying in bed trying to come up with good comfort food for tomorrow.
2 comments:
Ha! I laughed so loud at the Ghost pottery wheel comment I scared my daughter! I too cannot handle the mixing of raw meat.
Everyone loves good food so I'm sure Laurie, Josh, your sisters, are all appreciating your efforts. I hope Laurie has answers soon.
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