If I were younger I would think I was pregnant! But anyone that is on metformin will understand. It's a great drug...for type 2 diabetes. Not great for the digestive system.
I just put chicken adobo in my crock pot. There are a million recipes for adobo. This one called for soy, (I use coconut aminos), water and apple cider vinegar....equal amounts. Then you add a whack of pickling spice. And into that six garlic cloves and a bunch of chicken parts, I used thighs.
Now I already can't stomach chicken of any sort anymore. But Monte is doing so well on his Paleo way of eating. I thought I will make him some chicken he can eat. Into the pot went.
About one hour into it the smell of the chicken and spices and marinade wafted STRONGLY through the house. Within a short space of smelling time I had to forcibly keep myself from gagging. OMG!!! I am not sure if I will even be able to eat pickled beets now. (same spice mix). I had to turn it off. It looks like the chicken is cooked. I have opened every door and window possible in this house to get the smell out. I have always had a certain amount of trouble with my digestive system but it is getting to a ridiculous level lately. (shovel list)
I had a somewhat strange experience yesterday. April came over to the Island yesterday with another friend to visit Eithne. Eithne lives an hour away. And yesterday they went to Coombs, twenty minutes away. I have seen April about four times in the last year and half. And to have her twenty minutes away and not see her seemed ..... well just weird. I could have gone to meet them but really they were having a really fun girls' week end and moms just didn't need to be there.
One awesome thing happened this last week. As I mentioned earlier I went in for my lab work. I didn't wait for the Dr. to call, I phoned and made the inevitable appointment. I also picked up my second shingrix vaccine.
So in I went, expecting the worst. I never ever feel like I am doing enough for my health. As soon as my raising kids right guilt dissipated, it was replaced by unhealthy living guilt. I don't eat right. I don't exercise right. I don't walk enough. I don't drink enough water for my kidneys. I don't use lotion for my poor dry flaking skin, a diabetics curse. Fuckadoodle, its endless.
The first thing she told me as soon as I shut the door was how my A1C is coming down!!! In fact it is at a level that is acceptable in Europe,
8. They want 5 here. She then took my blood pressure and it was a healthy 121 over 70!!! And, best of all, my kidney function was even better than the last time, and that is rare apparently! And I could just feel my guilt grow wings and flap away!!! Now I just need to get a mammogram. Gotta make an appointment for that tomorrow.
I also have an appointment with a TD financial planner to get my chunks of currently unworking money into short term GIC's. Gotta get that interest I earn in my savings account up, from .5% up to 1%. From what I see is that I have to declare that fifty dollars I might make, on my income tax. More work than it's worth for heaven's sake.
Yesterday the power went off. That is catastrophic in this house, or any house that has Telus tv. Every time that happens it will absolutely involve a phone call to Telus, either the tv or the wifi won't come on again.
Yesterday it was the wifi. And that means unplugging, plugging back in, awkward impossible to reach cords from the back of modems, or pvr's or tv's. And if it's wifi then there will be endless typing of passwords and attempts, usually fruitless.
And that is exactly the way it went. Eventually we got the wifi going. Forty five minutes to get to a service person, another forty five minutes to get it working, and I still lost my 200 recorded shows and the tv works, wifi works and the pvr doesn't. I am going to freaking have to phone them again. Meanwhile my fave shows like Vera, Lewis, Midsomer Murders, Endeavor, Nurses, Chopped, Judge Judy (don't judge me), and more, will not get taped. Grrrrrrrr....I really dislike Telus. If it weren't such a kerfuffle I would switch back to cable, Shaw.
Take care folks. I hope this makes sense, my silly little laptop is totally misbehaving! Stay safe and TTYL.
"I am no cook. When I want lemon on my chicken, I spray it with Pledge." Joan Rivers
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