A Choice of Two
This morning we had choices. Well . . . not really. But each of us had an agenda. One for Dennis and one for me. I knew I had the winner. Dennis needed to go out and meet with a dietitian.
Dennis’ tests are always pre-diabetic. There needed to be someone on one and I was not one of those ones.
My lot for the day was cleaning the kitchen range from top to bottom. My task was much more desirable than Dennis’. I am amazed how many parts can be taken off and managed at the kitchen sink. Of course a few older towels hit the floor to mop up my sploshing and splashing. I used a lot of Kevin’s Fresh Start solution to help cut the grease. Yes . . . I said grease. It can get and stay in the least accessible places. It doesn’t help when a kettle or two may have boiled over since the last time the cleaning lady was on board. Getting into the far corners of the oven was a challenge. I took lots of breaks. For days such as this, I long for the Sears upright range and oven that Orlin had bought when we first moved to Texas. Full sized oven and broiler at eye level. Covered pull out range top with lots of storage underneath. By noon I was done and Dennis came home about that same time.
Lots on information on fact sheets for my ole cowboy. I know it isn’t in his wheelhouse. Yes . . . I am the one that does the cooking. I am satisfied with salads. Dennis is not. There will be more baked chicken which Dennis is not a fan of. I won’t be nagging him, but I will be encouraging him. I will also cut back on baking. It doesn’t have to change overnight, but one step at a time. Dennis is fond of making pasta hotdishes but I will be seeking out some boxed pastas that I know are made of cauliflower, to lower the gluten amounts. Time will tell as I am not going to be in favor of ignoring this and having more meds for Dennis.
It turned out to be a great day with both of our objectives being met . . . eye to eye, nose to nose and toe to toe. Maybe tomorrow the choices for each of us will be more desirable.