I apologize once again. I haven't even been all that busy til the last four days. Company is coming and all you normal folks will understand, leaving out the ocd anal clean freaks, its frantic cleaning time. And I am finding it tougher than years ago. I can't use my right arm properly and my balance is crap. Plus I am half blind. How good do you think my cleaning effort is going to be? lol!!
I think you all know by now that Monte was diagnosed with high functioning autism/aspbergers (sp?). Probably how he can play the piano like he does. But I tell ya life with him is very interesting and unexpected. But I am learning! If it wasn't so targeting I would write a humorous book about antics and life with Monte!!! Here is an example.
Stan and Antonia are coming for a couple of nights tomorrow night...thus the frantic cleaning. I decided to make a proper beef stew for dinner tomorrow night. I actually did something I never do...I looked up recipes for stew. I mean I have made a million in my history but I thought I would just read some.
Of course I found one with some interesting quirky differences and decided to try it. It calls for tomato paste, horseradish and root beer. I will leave out the horseradish. But I asked for Monte's opinion on the root beer. We had a discussion...pros and cons. He is all for it, says it would be good. He convinced me.
This was yesterday. So I popped into the store and bought one bottle of sugared barks root beer. I am excited to see how it turns out. I am making that stew today as per the recipe. It says it needs to sit in the fridge overnight for better flavour. So following the recipe exactly I came to the root beer step. I reached over to where I had put it yesterday and....it's not there. (shovel list). I have a habit lately of losing EVERYTHING!!! So I hunted and hunted and finally found the empty barks bottle, beside Monte's chair. Jeez!!!! We discussed it just yesterday for heaven's sake. I should have hidden it!!!!
He has a memory like a sieve. It isn't really his fault. he was highly overdosed with lithium by a dr. in Kamloops, who by the way no longer has his licence due to too many screw ups.
One of the unfixable side effects of that overdose was memory problems. Another example we took a load out to the dump, one being my kitchen garbage container. This was a few days ago. Well guess where that garbage container still is...I have asked him repeatedly to bring it in with him when he comes back from wherever he has gone.
What I don't like most though is how he beats himself up every time he forgets stuff. Mind you it's only short term things. Anything past a week or two he NEVER forgets, even when you would prefer he would.
I rehired my housekeeper. I just can't keep up with the dog hair on the carpet. I can't vacuum properly with my right arm giving me grief. She said she didn't have a spot anymore so I put it out there on our local fb page that I was looking. Eventually, after a couple of interesting responses, my last housekeeper got hold of me and said she could come back. But before that....
I did hire one lady who sounded really great. Until she told me she didn't have a vacuum cleaner! What the hell? I went to her fb page and I feel I escaped a potential disaster.
She has seven kids, all of which she just got custody back after a long stint in rehab. She has a very scary looking boyfriend, a fairly new one. She just moved into a new housing place and she doesn't have any beds, or any furniture for that matter. Poor thing but I really need someone with a vacuum. My Miele bags are like forty bucks a piece and fill up too fast. My housekeeper has a big dog herself and understands. I am going to ask her to dust every time and do the microwave.
Well enough. I have to go cut up potatoes, parsnips, carrots, onions, turnips, golden beets and peel shallots and garlic. I will take a picture. I bought a new giant Brown Betty bean pot to put the stew in. The buns I will be baking in the cast iron frying pan. And it will all go with Kathy's amazing awesome pickled beets!!! I think Antonia is bringing a cake for dessert. It is Stan's birthday tomorrow. I bought him a book that is supposed to be delivered today. It had better!!!!
Til next time (hopefully a little sooner than nine days). TFL and TTYL
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