Sunday, July 19, 2020

Gluten Tolerance

Thank god that the pandemic has magically helped us all with our gluten intolerance problems. I’m pretty sure that it hasn’t done anything for actual celiac disease but the avoidance of gluten appears to be on the wane. 
I was having these thoughts this morning as I was making pancakes for my man (apple, peach, pecan) and started toting up all of the bread products I have in the house. There were the pancakes, the naan I made to go with last night’s supper, the banana bread I made last week, the loaf of sourdough I had rising and, just in case we ran out of wheat related products- half a loaf of Killer Dave’s bread in the refrigerator. 
This is not counting the crackers. 
Hoo-boy. 

A Sunday. I woke up cranky. I’d had a dream where I was about to start 9th grade and then I realized that no, I really did not need to do that because I’d graduated from high school quite a long time ago. It was a relief to just walk out of that school. The crankiness came after I realized I was going to have to get a job to support myself and had no skills. Not that 9th grade was going to provide any of those. 
  
But you know- life. I got up and made those pancakes and tended my chickens and when I reached into the little coop to help Dearie out she fluttered right into my hand and I kissed her little head and set her down by her chirping mama and they were off to do chicken things. It’s just about time for that little one to figure out how to get in and out of the baby coop herself. 

A friend of ours whose car was totaled last week through no fault of her own was scheduled to come over to look at and drive my old Prius. Mr. Moon offered it to her because he knows it’s a good car and he loves to put people he cares about in good cars. So I had to clean out the red Prius and put my stuff in the white Prius and my husband said, “This one isn’t as big as your old one,” and as I put the kid booster seat that I’d bought for Gibson years ago into the car I said, “Who cares? My grandchildren will probably never get to ride in a car with me again,” and I teared up a little, thinking of how thrilling it was for August to sit in that booster seat and drive the two blocks to the dump with me and then to stop at the Post Office. 

Dammit! If the Orange Dong had been half a leader and listened to the scientists and doctors and enacted the recommendations they were making back in Fucking February we might be over this shit. 
But no. 
No, no, no. 

Anyway, our friend fell in love with the car. I think it will soon be hers unless the mechanic’s inspection reveals something untoward. I am so glad she’s going to get it and love it. I can’t think of one darn thing about that car that wasn’t absolutely lovely. As is our friend. 
It was so good to see her. 

And the rest of the day has been fine. Bean picking, crossword puzzle doing,  clothes washing, and other stuff. I’ve picked an eggplant and a bell pepper to go into a sauce to be served tonight over ravioli, and the bread is in the oven. I wish I could post pictures. It’s an impressive loaf. It is one day closer to when my MacBook will be shipped and one day closer to me turning 66. 
Age is only a number but dear god my numbers are wracking up alarmingly. Last year I spent my birthday on the road to Asheville with my love and it was perfect. I remember so much about it which is unusual. But hey! Here I am and I’m not really complaining. After all, I do not have to attend 9th grade again although I wouldn’t mind having a few of those hormones which were dancing about so freely within me in those days. 

Oh hell. I have to make supper! 

Love...Ms. Moon 

27 comments:

  1. My grandbaby who lives with me is going into 9th grade - well if there is school- and I don't think you want to have those freely dancing hormones especially during the Covid times. With those hormones comes all kinds of craziness and insecurity. I am sure that I wouldn't want to do high school again under any circumstances. Your 9th grade dream would have definitely been a nightmare for me too.

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    1. I said “a FEW” of those hormones for a reason! I remember.

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  2. what a lovely car story. She will be safe and drive in a state of grace.
    Funny about gluten and the trend, glad that may be over- have you ever have gluten free carrot cake? DON'T. Gluten free muffins, don't even think about it.
    I need to make bread properly this time to send to the Portland lad. I sent the I-am-a-terrible mother -loaves to him, anyway...he was polite about it, but I am sure it ended up in the yard for the crows.

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    1. It’s the thought that counts, Linda Sue! Truly. And honestly- I bet he ate that bread himself.

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  3. It's good you could do your friend a good turn. Makes life nicer all around.

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    1. Well, Mr. Moon did it. He’s a good guy. Or as my friend said- a peach!

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  4. and then to stop at the Post Office. .... something that I have not done in a long long time.

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    1. Hello, Haddock! I’m glad you came by! The post office I go to is tiny and I am often the only person there when I visit.

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  5. How wonderful that your friend will get the car you loved so well. School dreams are among the scariest.

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    1. Aren’t school dreams weird? And so universal! And yes, I love the idea of Kati loving my/her car. She’s a love and will have many adventures in it.

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  6. a loved car is a wonderful thing to be able to pass on.......as would be peach and pecan pancakes! Your dreams...I find interesting. As mine have been of late- just too weird. I dreamed last night that our cat Lily came home (she was killed by a coyote back in Jan).......I was SO happy to see her.....but she was wearing a collar that had transmitters in it that were playing radio tunes........ holy shit. Where does it all come from? I woke up all in a dither just over the weirdness of it all- my brain
    Susan M

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    1. Isn’t it interesting how our brains can surprise us? Who knew we had all this weirdness going on in our heads? It’s sort of amazing how creative we can be in our sleep.

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  7. I'm glad your car is a help to your friend. I have noticed an uptick in bread consumption--comfort food, Have a sweet and dreamless night.

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    1. Comfort food indeed! Especially warm with butter as August pointed out to me.

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  8. How nice that you could help your friend with the car. That is so sweet that Dearie jumped right in your hand. She probably knows that you are her second mother!

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    1. I believe she thinks I am a machine or device to help her get to her mother. Which is fine. It’s sweet.

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  9. Ninth grade?! I wonder where THAT came from. Like, why that year as opposed to any other? Maybe because it's kind of a stressful year, starting high school and all.

    Dave tried to be gluten free for a while. Didn't last long, thank God.

    I think it's awesome that your car is going to a friend who will appreciate it.

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    1. In my dream I explained to one of my very young classmates that when I first went to 9th grade it was called Jr. High and High School started in 10th grade. So it had some meaning I guess. Don’t know what though.

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  10. Funny about those trends like gluten-free. Anytime something shoots to the top of the "hit parade", like food fads or bestseller book lists, my perversity meter shoots up and I avoid them at all costs. Usually wait some years to see if they stand the test of time. Certainly makes it easier to get those books from the library once the groupie appeal has worn off. :)

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    1. Yes. I have seen so many food fads come and go that I really just don’t believe in any of them. I think that the true key is to eat as close to the earth as possible.

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  11. yep, a Sunday. hot as usual. cut down most of the rest of the drying easter lily stalks, wateres, went and visited my daughter at her house, then spent too much time of social media before sitting down with my book that has taken an unexpected turn into a young woman's blooming sexuality.

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  12. I think you might be right about gluten intolerance being a "fashion" for so many - and I don't discount those that genuinely have it. I know bread (in particular) irritates the sh..t out of me so I rarely eat it, but I still buy all the normal stuff and cook with that. Same with dairy. If I drink milk or eat ice cream I know I'll have a coughing fit within a couple of minutes and cheese makes me sweat - go figure - doesn't stop me though. And how lovely that you now get to "mother" Dearie, even if just for a little while. Glad to see you back blogging - I was worried when you disappeared!

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    1. Thanks Ms. T for worrying.
      I would hate it if cheese made me sweat. How odd! I don’t like drinking milk and ice cream isn’t my biggest temptation but I do love cheese.

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  13. I don't comment much , but I have to say I do love your newsy chatty posts covering normal life ...like this one does
    Love it
    Jx

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    1. Thank you, John. That really cheered me. And I do truly live your blog.

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