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Sep. 28th, 2015 11:34 amStayed up way the hell too late last night, waiting for the moon to come back. I forgot to account for the fact that it was rising while it was gone, so looking for it in the same place it disappeared from wasn't going to work. So I never did see it come back, and had to go to bed because it was midnight. Silly me. (Tired me. Brain stops working so well when it gets tired.)
As for the rest of the weekend...Saturday was a very nice day, and I walked down to Fenway in search of more pants hangers, which I found. I hate the perfumed atmosphere in Bed Bath & Beyond, but they do have things like pants hangers. I went grocery shopping on the way back, and discovered that (a) Honeycrisp apples are back, yay!, and (b) Trader Joe's has massive ones for cheaper than Whole Foods. So I bought eight individual apples that added up to something over ten pounds. An apple that size for elevenses (at 10:30) will hold off lunch until about 12:30.
My right shoulder is finally at the point where I can carry one bag of groceries on it, as long as the bag isn't tremendously heavy. I managed to get the apples and miscellaneous other odds and ends home that way. It's mildly encouraging that I can finally do that again after almost eight months. That shoulder still has limited mobility, but it doesn't scream at me the way it used to, and now it's the less limited one. I hope the cortisone shots work. Since Saturday was a good shoulder day, I tempted fate by embroidering for an hour or so. I had to stop on account of the left shoulder, but an hour is more than I was able to do earlier this month.
Yesterday I had my second voice lesson with the new teacher, and it went fairly well. We're still getting used to each other, but we're singing all sorts of random stuff and I'm learning a lot of new vocal exercises. The general idea, apparently, is that I'm trying to be exact and it works better if I don't try so hard.
I went home by way of the Star Market, because I had wanted to make carrot muffins and the recipe called for milk, which I don't keep around these days. But I wish I had remembered that it really calls for sour milk, because it's one of those "add vinegar to milk and let sit" deals and I could have used the buttermilk powder I already had in the house. Oh well, following the recipe when you haven't made something in ages isn't the worst idea ever. The muffins came out pretty well, too. Somewhat too sweet, but that's what happens when you don't have any light brown sugar so you use dark brown instead.
I also made some more mushroom stroganoff, which is best made when I can afford to eat a lot of pasta because I tend to eat the whole thing in one sitting. All it is is a box of mushrooms, salt, pepper, garlic, sage, sour cream, a little parmesan, and noodles. If I used sliced mushrooms, it would be even quicker, but slicing mushrooms gives the water time to boil to cook the noodles. Good stuff, though, if you happen to like that sort of stuff.
As for the rest of the weekend...Saturday was a very nice day, and I walked down to Fenway in search of more pants hangers, which I found. I hate the perfumed atmosphere in Bed Bath & Beyond, but they do have things like pants hangers. I went grocery shopping on the way back, and discovered that (a) Honeycrisp apples are back, yay!, and (b) Trader Joe's has massive ones for cheaper than Whole Foods. So I bought eight individual apples that added up to something over ten pounds. An apple that size for elevenses (at 10:30) will hold off lunch until about 12:30.
My right shoulder is finally at the point where I can carry one bag of groceries on it, as long as the bag isn't tremendously heavy. I managed to get the apples and miscellaneous other odds and ends home that way. It's mildly encouraging that I can finally do that again after almost eight months. That shoulder still has limited mobility, but it doesn't scream at me the way it used to, and now it's the less limited one. I hope the cortisone shots work. Since Saturday was a good shoulder day, I tempted fate by embroidering for an hour or so. I had to stop on account of the left shoulder, but an hour is more than I was able to do earlier this month.
Yesterday I had my second voice lesson with the new teacher, and it went fairly well. We're still getting used to each other, but we're singing all sorts of random stuff and I'm learning a lot of new vocal exercises. The general idea, apparently, is that I'm trying to be exact and it works better if I don't try so hard.
I went home by way of the Star Market, because I had wanted to make carrot muffins and the recipe called for milk, which I don't keep around these days. But I wish I had remembered that it really calls for sour milk, because it's one of those "add vinegar to milk and let sit" deals and I could have used the buttermilk powder I already had in the house. Oh well, following the recipe when you haven't made something in ages isn't the worst idea ever. The muffins came out pretty well, too. Somewhat too sweet, but that's what happens when you don't have any light brown sugar so you use dark brown instead.
I also made some more mushroom stroganoff, which is best made when I can afford to eat a lot of pasta because I tend to eat the whole thing in one sitting. All it is is a box of mushrooms, salt, pepper, garlic, sage, sour cream, a little parmesan, and noodles. If I used sliced mushrooms, it would be even quicker, but slicing mushrooms gives the water time to boil to cook the noodles. Good stuff, though, if you happen to like that sort of stuff.
