12/15/19, Sunday

Picture Black Trash Bags covering strings of sausages x 5 and there you have it :)

Here is the Rolled Roast that will go on the spit for my party Saturday - it will be joined with 2 x legs of homegrown Lamb and a Shoulder of Pork - Cant wait. The meat on tray behind is one Rib per piece - they are now vac sealed in the freezer in a red wine, garlic n herb marinade :) The other cut is Rump Steak.

DH took a picture of me standing beside a quarter of the steer hanging - just before it was cut up - wont post here but hes tagged me in his post on Facebook.

Shirl, have you had a penicillin injection? One time I had pneumonia I could not shake, and after 2 rounds of antibiotics, I got a shot (or needle as they say in your land). That combined with a vacation where I spent a lot of time lounging in the sun finally conquered it. Dear Shirl, you might need to spend a few days doing NOTHING in order to get better. This illness has gone on too long. Take as good of care of yourself as you do others.

No I havent had an injection (might discuss with her) - I finish the antibotics tonight but Dr wants to see me at 4.15pm and I suspect will put me onto cortizone n more anti's. I am feeling just Yuk - as I am still battling Staph infection too - Just have to get thru this week and then we go to the farm Boxing Day till 5th January - I will be able to rest more then - fingers crossed. The weather will be warm and I can just sleep in and be a little more still.

I have also asked all the kids to help with setup and serving on Saturday for my party - it should mean if I can make myself that I can just sit and spend time with my guests. We shall see if I can actually do that as Im not one for sitting down being idle.......

The childhood minefields are so interesting, albeit painful. I would say my childhood was more functional than dysfunctional, but the food parts and fat shaming parts were messed up. The food was good and plentiful, but occasionally wrapped in guilt and shame. And you never knew whether indulging was going to be encouraged (because a parent wanted to indulge too) or shamed (because a parent decided to use that moment to make sure I knew that I was overweight and needed to fix that). So much sneaking was done to avoid indulging in front of others. It was safer. And self-worth was 100% tied to weight in our house. Ugh.

I had a fun time catching up with two of the people I met on the New Zealand trip. I hope we get to do it again soon. Today has been lazy, though I braved Target pre-Christmas to get a wet floor scrubber in keeping with my current Get Things Done (tm) kick. My travertine floors look crappy and there is so much of it that I feel like a good mechanical scrub will work better than the hand mopping it gets with the house cleaners. Will report back.

I've also been sneaking up on Fergus to get rid of undercarriage mats. He won't rollover to be worked on, so imagine trying to use clippers under a 90 pound standing dog with 6 inch long belly fur to get mats out of arm pits. But I'm nearly done. It must be more comfortable to be mat free, but he would never admit it. Stubborn.

Food still sucks. Booooo as Devon would say!