We enjoyed a nice Valentine’s Day with the family, and I thought I’d share some assorted scenes.
I hadn’t really planned to do a Valentine-themed dinner, but I was planning on these Li’l Cheddar Meat Loaves at some point anyway and decided they could be made into heart shapes. (I had made this recipe once before, and the sauce was barbecue-y and cloyingly sweet. So this time I left out the mustard and used only a couple of tablespoons of brown sugar, and it was just right.)
I also tried Texas Sheet Cake for my traditional heart-shaped cupcakes rather than the boxed devil’s food cake mix — but they didn’t convert very well and great chunks of them stuck in the pans. I don’t know if it was my pans or the recipe or what. We did salvage most of them, and they still tasted good except for being a little dry.
Jeremy was all by himself in RI, so we skyped during our meal. Wish I had thought to take a picture of him on the computer on a stool at the table. He commented recently that he’d love for us to have this video chat robot to take us to a new level of skyping. That would be nice in some ways, but a little creepy in others — I told him it reminded me of those old sc-fi movies where someone’s had a horrible accident resulting in only their brain surviving, which is then implanted into some kind of machine.
I had gone over to Jim’s mom’s earlier in the afternoon and brought her a card as well as a book and some mini cans of Sprite. She exclaimed that she had never had such a nice card and I must have looked really hard to find it, and she showed me a couple of cards that she had received from others. We talked a little bit about the family, and then as I was leaving, I said, “Happy Valentine’s Day!” She said, “Oh, is that today?” 🙂
I told the family that I’m glad at least her forgetfulness is usually happy. I had just been reading yesterday of someone with Alzheimer’s who got angry and paranoid when confused. Mom doesn’t have Alzheimer’s or even full-blown dementia, but she’s having more and more “senior moments.” She gets a little dismayed sometimes, but usually she’s pretty upbeat and everything is a delightful rediscovery, and if we remind her of something she’s forgotten, she’ll just smile and say, “Well, when you get to be an 82-year old woman….”
Jesse is better though his stomach is still a little wobbly and his appetite isn’t completely back to normal. He was out of school yesterday due to a teacher’s clinic, and I think the extra day off really helped. So far no one else has gotten whatever it was — for which I am VERY thankful. That was a particularly nasty bug and lasted longer than usual. Wednesday afternoon was particular scary — he had not been able to keep anything down, even water, and he called me to come into his room. He was on the floor saying he couldn’t move — his hands were contracted and he said his hips were cramping. That happened once a few years before after a very hot outdoor August wedding — he got violently ill on the way home and said the same thing about not being able to move. Scary anyway, but especially with my TM background. I’m pretty sure he was dehydrated and at that time seemed to be fine once we got some fluid in him. But with any fluid coming right back up this time, I was really afraid we were going to have to take him to the hospital. Thankfully enough stayed down to get him over that hump. I am very glad to see whatever it was he had finally go.
Suzie, our dog, was having similar symptoms — I almost wondered if one of them caught it from the other, since Jesse is the one who feeds her twice a day and brings her in the garage at night when it’s cold outside. But then last night she was breathing really, really hard, and we were afraid she might be coming to an end. Jim took her to the vet this morning and found it would cost hundreds of dollars in x-rays and blood work just to see what was wrong, and much more than that, depending on the diagnosis, to treat, and at this point in her life — she’s about 14 — we felt it would probably be better to put her out of her suffering. But we decided to try an antibiotic just to see if it helped, and she seems to be doing a little better, so maybe she’s on the mend. Hopefully.
So, we had a very good day, except for the scare with Suzie. Now I need to get back into gear and figure out how to best use today — and how to resist all the chocolate that is calling to me…