Hello Fellow Travelers!
What am I thinking? The holidays are here in full swing! They aren't around the corner, down the road or a ways off. The holidays are here and I can't ignore them anymore and I don't want to ignore them. However, here is where my physical limitations are, well, limiting. I want to bake but I can't. I can't decorate but doing a pretty tree is/was kind of my thing. I can't even criticize the way my patient spouse mis-decorates the stupid tree. (Remember how the kids decorated the tree in "A Charlie Brown Christmas? The kids huddled around the tree so you couldn't see it then they waved their arms around a lot for a few seconds and Viola! Perfect Tree!)
Of the few foods that now don't completely frustrate me I have mentioned to food bringers and occasional food senders that self-contained, round foods I can manage. Anything on a round bun, cookies, ravioli, tater tots - things that are short and stubby work too. Green beans and French Fries (long foods) are now my sworn enemies.
I still make a pathetic attempt at cake when it crosses my path but anytime I try to introduce a knife or a fork into the "process" it usually foreshadows some fork-related disaster. I know I've shared with you Travelers how I don't just spill, I spill/smear/drag/spill again a lot! Here's the thing: My spouse has lost so much weight training with me none of his clothes fit. I'm starving myself, I work out every day and I have stayed at exactly the same weight for over a year. What's up with that? My body has changed completely too. I workout really hard because I feel I have to be ready for the next disaster. Cancer, OK, Sandy, Not OK, but I'll deal, but Christmas? I can't even formulate a strategy and it's 12/14!
So we're back to the cookie. I like the cheap vanilla ones for the same reason I like cheap white cake. It tastes a lot like shortbread. It's not dipped in chocolate. Cookies are generally round even the traditional shapes I can manage because even the stalest holiday cookies have frosting that holds them together like Elmer's Glue. Reindeer, Star, Christmas Tree, it doesn't matter as long as there is some cheap, white icing on top gluing that bad boy together like Epoxy.
If I just can get a few Holiday Cookies under my belt, I'll feel Christmas. Or I won't. That's the great thing about Christmas you may as well get into it because it comes whether you're ready for it or not. Wait, isn't that brain cancer? Nahhh, you can't "get into" cancer, you can't ignore it either.
What am I thinking? The holidays are here in full swing! They aren't around the corner, down the road or a ways off. The holidays are here and I can't ignore them anymore and I don't want to ignore them. However, here is where my physical limitations are, well, limiting. I want to bake but I can't. I can't decorate but doing a pretty tree is/was kind of my thing. I can't even criticize the way my patient spouse mis-decorates the stupid tree. (Remember how the kids decorated the tree in "A Charlie Brown Christmas? The kids huddled around the tree so you couldn't see it then they waved their arms around a lot for a few seconds and Viola! Perfect Tree!)
Of the few foods that now don't completely frustrate me I have mentioned to food bringers and occasional food senders that self-contained, round foods I can manage. Anything on a round bun, cookies, ravioli, tater tots - things that are short and stubby work too. Green beans and French Fries (long foods) are now my sworn enemies.
I still make a pathetic attempt at cake when it crosses my path but anytime I try to introduce a knife or a fork into the "process" it usually foreshadows some fork-related disaster. I know I've shared with you Travelers how I don't just spill, I spill/smear/drag/spill again a lot! Here's the thing: My spouse has lost so much weight training with me none of his clothes fit. I'm starving myself, I work out every day and I have stayed at exactly the same weight for over a year. What's up with that? My body has changed completely too. I workout really hard because I feel I have to be ready for the next disaster. Cancer, OK, Sandy, Not OK, but I'll deal, but Christmas? I can't even formulate a strategy and it's 12/14!
So we're back to the cookie. I like the cheap vanilla ones for the same reason I like cheap white cake. It tastes a lot like shortbread. It's not dipped in chocolate. Cookies are generally round even the traditional shapes I can manage because even the stalest holiday cookies have frosting that holds them together like Elmer's Glue. Reindeer, Star, Christmas Tree, it doesn't matter as long as there is some cheap, white icing on top gluing that bad boy together like Epoxy.
If I just can get a few Holiday Cookies under my belt, I'll feel Christmas. Or I won't. That's the great thing about Christmas you may as well get into it because it comes whether you're ready for it or not. Wait, isn't that brain cancer? Nahhh, you can't "get into" cancer, you can't ignore it either.
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