I decided to add Garfield as a regular to my blog because so often his simple hedonistic ways reflect my own. Tonight while smelling the wonderful aroma of my meatloaf cooking, and having just blown out the candles that got rid of the noxious smell of the fish I microwaved this afternoon, I decided to see what was happening both on my blog and the tomato man's blog. I discovered to my dismay that somehow Ray White's blog had been deleted! I quickly checked his son's blog and discovered that Google was working on it. They had better. His is one of the premier blogs on the web and he and his daughter have put a lot of work into it. I imagine, he does not need this experience, especially so soon after AOL booted us off their journals area.
But this blog is about food. Tomatoes are food. So I guess it fits. After my vigorous grocery shopping yesterday I am dealing with the food I bought. Tonight's dinner will be salad and meatloaf. Trying to bring my blood sugar down. Its been a little high and I have a doctor appointment soon, and want to show good results, besides just plain not feeling tip top when it is high.
My friend Vicki and I just got back from the funeral home. The husband of a fellow worker who retired before us had died after a very long life. He was one of the greatest generation and his WW II uniform was in prominent display. I was impressed that the cloth and the color still looked good, and that the jacket was so small. These young kids went out and fought for our freedom in what could have been the end of the world as we knew it. Of course, I didn't know it having been born in late 1944, but my life surely would have been different had these young guys not gone forth to do their duty and fight for freedom. The folk at home did their part too, and some of the best encouraging literature of our time is from that era of brave brave people.
Vicki stopped in to call her hubby to check about food too. Had my cabbage soup been fresher I would have sent some home with her, but I fear it is on its last days, if not ready to toss . Had some this afternoon, and the carrots tasted canned. They weren't . So not to share with others.
Well the meatloaf is done. I am ready to eat. Ben called me about the Thanksgiving gathering on Sunday the thirtieth. I will be bringing my cranberry sauce, and rolls. Its at two and I have my small group at six. Guess I can miss small group if I have to. I made it all of the other times. But then again, I don't want to drive home in the dark, so I may get back in time after all.
But this blog is about food. Tomatoes are food. So I guess it fits. After my vigorous grocery shopping yesterday I am dealing with the food I bought. Tonight's dinner will be salad and meatloaf. Trying to bring my blood sugar down. Its been a little high and I have a doctor appointment soon, and want to show good results, besides just plain not feeling tip top when it is high.
My friend Vicki and I just got back from the funeral home. The husband of a fellow worker who retired before us had died after a very long life. He was one of the greatest generation and his WW II uniform was in prominent display. I was impressed that the cloth and the color still looked good, and that the jacket was so small. These young kids went out and fought for our freedom in what could have been the end of the world as we knew it. Of course, I didn't know it having been born in late 1944, but my life surely would have been different had these young guys not gone forth to do their duty and fight for freedom. The folk at home did their part too, and some of the best encouraging literature of our time is from that era of brave brave people.
Vicki stopped in to call her hubby to check about food too. Had my cabbage soup been fresher I would have sent some home with her, but I fear it is on its last days, if not ready to toss . Had some this afternoon, and the carrots tasted canned. They weren't . So not to share with others.
Well the meatloaf is done. I am ready to eat. Ben called me about the Thanksgiving gathering on Sunday the thirtieth. I will be bringing my cranberry sauce, and rolls. Its at two and I have my small group at six. Guess I can miss small group if I have to. I made it all of the other times. But then again, I don't want to drive home in the dark, so I may get back in time after all.
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