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I got some cheap potted flowers on Monday, and this time I managed to actually get them in something near the ground. They're still alive and somewhat perky today. We'll see how long I remember to keep watering them, and whether they actually stick.
It was a rather large and extremely rootbound pot of violas (johnny jump-ups, miniature pansies) rather more gold than I'm used to, and a four-pack of yellow marigolds. I have high hopes for the violas, since there's a perennial patch of them down the street and some of them have gone feral into the sidewalk.
I slept like a rock last night (and deeply enough that I felt nearly completely rested on something like 6 hours) -- clearly not having enough pain in the middle of the night to bother me is good.
Food continues interesting. I used a few things from the kitchen with instant mashed potatoes to make potato soup. It was sufficiently good that Belovedest went nosing around the kitchen to see if there was an entire pot. (There was not. I'd made it in my bowl.)
Ingredients, roughly:
* somewhere in the neighborhood of a tablespoon of Instant Beef (soup base)
* onion powder, granulated garlic, fine-ground black pepper
* parsley flakes
* pinch of "Healing" blend, as that's kind of called for in this situation
* refrigerated bacon bits from the pouch
* about half a bowl of boiling water from the kettle, could do a little less next time
* instant mashed potatoes out of the big carton that has instructions for making in the steam trays
* about half the amount you'd want for that much water
* shredded cheddar cheese
* sour cream
* half and half
Based on my batch, I would reduce the half and half and increase the sour cream.
Generally when I'm making instant mashed potatoes, my go-to is Montreal seasoning, but since I'm avoiding seeds and other little things of the right size to get caught in my healing mouth, that's not a good option. It seems to be mostly done bleeding (this is why I pulled the baby aspirin out of my pillbox starting Sunday and they don't show up until I think tomorrow morning) but I still have a bruise on the right side roof of my mouth.
I have Thoughts about something borscht-adjacent for later.
It was a rather large and extremely rootbound pot of violas (johnny jump-ups, miniature pansies) rather more gold than I'm used to, and a four-pack of yellow marigolds. I have high hopes for the violas, since there's a perennial patch of them down the street and some of them have gone feral into the sidewalk.
I slept like a rock last night (and deeply enough that I felt nearly completely rested on something like 6 hours) -- clearly not having enough pain in the middle of the night to bother me is good.
Food continues interesting. I used a few things from the kitchen with instant mashed potatoes to make potato soup. It was sufficiently good that Belovedest went nosing around the kitchen to see if there was an entire pot. (There was not. I'd made it in my bowl.)
Ingredients, roughly:
* somewhere in the neighborhood of a tablespoon of Instant Beef (soup base)
* onion powder, granulated garlic, fine-ground black pepper
* parsley flakes
* pinch of "Healing" blend, as that's kind of called for in this situation
* refrigerated bacon bits from the pouch
* about half a bowl of boiling water from the kettle, could do a little less next time
* instant mashed potatoes out of the big carton that has instructions for making in the steam trays
* about half the amount you'd want for that much water
* shredded cheddar cheese
* sour cream
* half and half
Based on my batch, I would reduce the half and half and increase the sour cream.
Generally when I'm making instant mashed potatoes, my go-to is Montreal seasoning, but since I'm avoiding seeds and other little things of the right size to get caught in my healing mouth, that's not a good option. It seems to be mostly done bleeding (this is why I pulled the baby aspirin out of my pillbox starting Sunday and they don't show up until I think tomorrow morning) but I still have a bruise on the right side roof of my mouth.
I have Thoughts about something borscht-adjacent for later.
