Notice I said "when" and not "if."
I'm trying to reduce my anxiety about tomorrow's appointment with my lovely doctor with cooking/baking. I've got field peas from the garden on the simmer and a pie pastry ready for tomato pie. My crust looks like a dog made it. I am not good at pastry and that's all there is to it.
Oh well.
I stayed busy today, running a bunch of errands in town and then shelling some of those peas. Mr. Moon had already shelled a good amount last week and I added mine to the mix. Shelling peas is even better than ironing when it comes to having an excuse to watch TV because you don't even have to stand up. You can sit there with your feet up on the coffee table, one big bowl for shelling in so that when the peas fly out of their shells, they don't escape, the other for the shucks. Peels? Pods? Whatever. It's meditative and I wish I'd had a bushel to shell.
I don't feel like I have a thing to talk about except anxiety and that's not fun for anyone. How ironic that the thing that sent me, finally, to a doctor was anxiety and now going to that doctor causes me the most anxiety in my life. It's not his fault. It's just that he's a doctor. I sure do wish I knew why I have this reaction. Maybe if I did I could figure out how to fix it.
My husband is home. Right now he's vacuum sealing fish fillets to freeze. His birthday is on Saturday and I actually went to Bass Pro Shop today to get him presents. Have you ever been to a Bass Pro Shop? It's...interesting. Besides all of the fishing and hunting and camping gear that you'd expect them to have they also have giant wall-sized aquariums with bass and other fish swimming around in them. You can bring your kids to watch them feed the fish. They also have all sorts of apparel, a lot of it outdoor-type stuff but some of it not. And shoes. And gifts. And hats. And other stuff. It's a sportsman's paradise. Or a sportswoman's paradise. I guess. I think my husband probably spends a great deal of time there but I don't know that for sure. I know that he certainly has a lot of sportsman-related objects. And clothing. Anyway, he doesn't have what I bought him today which probably means he does not need or perhaps even want these objects but I think he'll be happy with them. At least I got him something.
And that's about it. Everything will be better by this time tomorrow.
Hopefully.
And then on Thursday Lily and I are going shopping to get Owen the rest of the stuff he needs for camp. He's going to the same camp he went to last summer which is a camp for kids with special needs. He's going to the Epilepsy week. He's looking forward to it so much. He had the best time last year and I sure am glad he gets to go again. It's actually only five days but it'll be a fun and action packed five days.
I have the pie in the oven now and the kitchen smells of basil and onions. I'm already dissociating like crazy but hey! Free trip, right? To where, I am not sure, but it's not exactly here. There is no thunder tonight, no sudden breezes of cooler air. Just heat and humidity, and I could not be more grateful for air conditioning.
Here's a picture of Magnolia that Lily sent last night.
See you tomorrow.
Love...Ms. Moon
That is a gorgeous photo of Maggie. I've never seen or eaten tomato pie. I hope it is good. Good luck at the doctor.
ReplyDeleteSO good. Thanks for the luck thoughts!
DeleteI forgot about Owen and epilepsy. How is he doing? It's been a long time since you mentioned a seizure. I hope that means it has been a long time since he had one.
ReplyDeleteWishing you an uneventful doctor visit.
He hasn't had a seizure since Christmas two years ago so he's doing very well. I hope he's growing out of them. Thank you for remembering, Portia.
DeleteI'm sorry you have this anxiety about the doctor. For what it's worth I'm certain that everything will be fine! I'll be sending you love and positive vibes in the morning. ❤
ReplyDeleteThank you, sweet Jennifer. All was well.
DeleteMagnolia <3
ReplyDeleteIt is cool here (???) we're having a spring/summer like in the old days. I don't know why but I'll take it.
Be well, dear Mary.
XX Beth
I'd take some cooler weather here too. This is brutal.
DeleteI have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday as well -- new doctor, new insurance, a whole physical and I just don't want to go. Ugh. May we both be well.
ReplyDeleteInshallah dear friend.
DeleteIt is a shame that there are no bars in Lloyd. You could have gone down there to hang out with the boys and quaff a couple of pitchers of beer. That would have driven your anxiety away. Perhaps you should open "The Moon Bar"...By the way - what a lovely photo of Magnolia!
ReplyDeleteMr. P- I swear I thought I had replied to this. I did not mean to ignore you. Never.
DeleteLloyd has too many churches and not enough bars. As in NO bars and about a hundred churches. Seriously.
Thank you for your compliment on the photo of Magnolia.
I hope your doctor visit goes well, as I'm sure it will. I need to schedule my annual too. And Maggie is a queen.
ReplyDeleteMaggie IS a queen, isn't she?
DeleteI have never been to a Bass Pro Shop, and somehow I don't think I mind. But I DO wish I'd tried tomato pie!
ReplyDeleteThe surprising thing to me about the Bass Pro Shop is that they do actually have some pretty interesting stuff. 99% of it is not, in my opinion, but that 1%....
DeleteTomato pie is amazing.
She is gorgeous! Best of luck at your appointment, hope all goes well. Much love.
ReplyDeleteXoxo
Barbara
Thank you, Barbara. All was well.
DeleteBass Pro Shop once asked me for a review, and I told them that they should put a few more benches in there where women can sit while their husbands get lost in the store. Stereotypical, but true!
ReplyDeleteExactly correct! MORE BENCHES! They did have little tables and chairs near the giant wall aquarium. Probably for kids but I'd sit there and watch the fish.
DeleteIsn't your ironing board adjustable, ironing lady? I cannot stand for any length of time, so I put the ole board at its lowest setting and settle back in my chair and iron! It's probably harder on the shoulders, but it spares my back.
ReplyDeleteWhat? I never thought of ironing while sitting down. I'm not even sure I could. Interesting idea, though!
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