Paring it down....

So when you get older.....like retired.....a big challenge is to make less food to eat.....after all...there's only two of you ....right??

Easy to say....not so easy to do. My excuse is that I make enough for two nights, so I don't have to cook the next night for dinner. However, that still leaves the temptation to eat far more than is good for you on the initial night. Take for example last night.....

I thought I was being relatively simple...and I was...in the variety of food, just not in the quantity.  It was after all an Easter Dinner. We had ham, scalloped potatoes with 3 cheeses and steamed veggies with chocolate layer cake for dessert.

Two nights of ham and cheesy scalloped potatoes, as delicious as they were, is just too much. The rest has now gone in the freezer, although DH drew the line at freezing the chocolate layer cake. Funny thing...although the ham and potatoes were a hit....it was the veggies that there was the least of after last night's meal. (There were four of us). So I either cooked less veggies (although I thought there was a huge amount) or  I cooked far too much potatoes and ham. Methinks it was the latter.

When it comes down to it....I am really content with a meal of one half a chicken breast, half a potato and a salad and no dessert.

I just have to get into that mindset.  It's been six years since we started the retired life.....you'd think I'd have it down pat by now.

I guess not....it definitely needs some work.
Slainte

Playoff Hockey.....Phffft!!

I really have to laugh at myself.

As I get older I get less tolerant of my favourite hockey team when they screw up. When they win, I'm the happiest person around, but when they lose....look out baby!! I cannot take the stress of playoff hockey.....just as when the Canadians were playing during the Olympics. I spent all the games downstairs with the occasional look at the game online.

 My stomach gets in knots and I swear and rant... and when they lose (which I'm sure they will at some point) I just mope around. It's totally ridiculous, but it's always been that way and as I get older it gets worse....it's a friggin' roller coaster ride....and I was never a fan of roller coasters.

So...I have decided that when the Canucks enter the playoffs, I will retreat to my workshop at the beginning of each game and not emerge until the game is over.

Hopefully....the playoffs will allow me to get some work done.....DH can make the dinners and I'll eat at the table wearing my IPOD!!!

Slainte!!

Go Canucks!!

A small espisode in the Life of Chauncey and the Old Folks....

Chauncey (our Bichon) and his dad (DH) are a pair. They go on walks together and they sit together and.......

 ...well you get the picture....

Chauncey does spend time with me but Dad is his exercise buddy.
However.....sometimes Dad goes out to exercise on his own...much to Chauncey's dismay.....and it sort of goes like this....

Dad gets his gear ready, Dad goes downstairs to get his coat on, all the while being excitedly watched by Chauncey.... and then Dad does the unthinkable....he says goodbye? to Chauncey and heads into the garage.
When the garage door opens, the car starts up..and.....

 

"Dad, Dad are you really going without me????....and in that big red machine??"

"Daaaaaad!!" 

                      "He'll be back soon....I just know it.....I'll just keep watching...sigh"

(and he really does sigh!) 

Then he has to put up with boring ol' mum until Dad's return.....needless to say, there is joyful dancing and play when Dad returns and takes him for his walk. 

A small episode in the life of Chauncey the Bichon......

Slainte !