Well I am home, and binged for the first couple of days, have to confess it. Yesterday I managed to get back on track without a binge, and no binge is my goal today.
I guess I still don't understand bingeing, when I am doing it I know its the wrong thing to be doing, but the compulsion is so strong... I suppose at least some of y'all can relate to that. I find that at about 1,200 calories a day I do not get powerfully hungry, that's all it takes. However it takes ten times that to be full enough to stop bingeing... I seem to be able to not binge one day at a time, will try that strategy again.
Good news is yesterday's food was fine, I even managed to locate an edible peach on one of the trees. I was surprised it has frosted and the trees are losing their leaves. Peaches should be gone by now. Its been a good peach year, ate my first August 13 and probably the last October 17, a record long season. The freezer is full of various kinds of frozen peach stuff, should have plenty for winter. We have one very large apple tree, and it still has some edible apples, got a lot of those this season also. And our young pear trees produced a bit. Still getting the last out of the garden too, but its looking sad...
My wife is slowly figuring out what she can and can't do with her hands. Her right is only badly sprained, not broken, though it does have one badly injured finger. Its in a splint, not a cast. That helps. Her left is in a cast, it is broken and will probably be casted for a while. I am adjusting to the role of nursemaid/housekeeper, not always real well, but getting by... so far. One rather delicate problem is how to use the facilities with no hands, first thing I did when I got home was to install a fancy toilet seat bidet in her bathroom. Seems to be helping with that problem...
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No binge is the main thing.
Absolutely! Just have to keep working on it.
And you DO look good; if we all agree you'll just have to accept it
Ok, thanks for that!
Had to look up muffuletta salad
Actually its the first muffuletta salad I have had. I have however eaten many a muffuletta sandwich, my mother used to make them. Salad was good, very similar just more lettuce and no bread.
I've only been to New Orleans once, and loved it completely and utterly. We camped in a swamp on a sandbox we needed to wade to because of the rain - very fun! And went to the voodoo museum, folk museum, and ate amazing food listening to amazing music. We also walked around a cemetery where a pack of wild dogs almost got us - we had to run to the car and hop on the roof! Just walking around looking at the gorgeous architecture was wonderful.
I have always liked New Orleans, there is a lot of tourist stuff, but you can look past at least some of it and find things of real interest. Like your cemetery story! I used to enjoy going to see Marie Laveau's grave, an old unmarked above ground crypt in a very old cemetery near the French Quarter. The kind of place many a horror movie has been set in. What I went for was to see the recent voodoo offerings people were leaving, bones, shells, even some black roses once. I think these were left by those who really still believed in voodoo. Unfortunately the Catholic Church has closed that graveyard off to the public, you can only go in with organized tours now. Just doesn't seem the same...
I grew up in an old house where the back bedroom had no windows and had a secret crawl space in the wall that I imagined sheltered runaway slaves from the Underground Railroad, as other houses in our area had. I loved reading people like Fredrick Douglas and feeling like our area was part of that history of helping people become free.
Good story, and who knows maybe it was a part of the underground railroad! Lots of places were. I feel a particular connection to the slavery issue - I know my family owned slaves. As a young child my mother met some of the former family slaves, and we have copies of writings about them. All sanitized I am sure, according to family myths it wasn't so bad, the slaves actually loved their masters (my ancestors). I am quite sure the truth was very different. I do have a copy of an old letter from an ancestor complaining that he had to sell "Sara" to pay for his mother's move, letter doesn't say, but I doubt Sara was his mule...
It sounds like you had a great time even though it was cut short. Hopefully, you will get back to continue where you left off. The vote is everyone else v/s Rob. We win.
You look great!
Thanks Cate, I appreciate it. And despite a few detours I am trying to continue where I left off. Your complement is noted, and appreciated!
nice to read about an ecological success story.
Yes, the Redfish is one. Growing up on the Gulf coast most people considered Redfish trash fish and did not keep them. Not sure why they do taste pretty good, and are fun to catch. That was until Paul Prudhomme made blackened Redfish famous. Suddenly demand soured and the fishery was unregulated, they were nearly wiped out. It took a few years of not allowing any fishing, and now the limits are pretty strictly enforced. But numbers are back and they are not too hard to find.