Piece of Cake!

Last night, I actually had a good time cooking my meals – nine altogether. That will take care of five days of lunch and dinner. I had one leftover from last week. Cooking, it’s like riding a bicycle – you never forget how.
I just have to share some fun little anecdotes about my kitchen.
I’m a minimalist. I have exactly one fry pan, one kettle, one cookie sheet to bake on and four, yes, I said four, plastic cutting boards. I only use one, though.  
If you recall from last week’s blog, I’ve been in my place nearly three years.
So, last week was the second time I set the clock on my oven, only because it doesn’t work unless you do it. I think that’s hysterical. I also only have one knife and it’s a paring knife. Hahaha. It works for me. And this week was the very second time in my life that I used a temperature gauge – even more hysterical. I was a pro this week. Nerves of steel! LOL
Last night I called my longest friend in La Crosse, Wisconsin. I’ve known her since I was 10 years old. I told her about the fun fiascos in my kitchen. She got a real kick out of it when I shared about the thermometer. She asked if I had ever made a turkey. My response: ‘Nope,’ then I asked, ‘Does it count if there’s a built-in thermometer, you know the ones that pop out when the meat is done? We laughed. And then she said, ‘I know when it’s done by pulling the leg.’ Impressive.
Backstory: My friend from La Crosse came to visit me in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp about four years ago. I was living in another place near the Colby Memorial Temple. She looked in my silverware drawer and saw one lone knife. We went to the store for groceries and when we got back, there was a set of four knives. LOL
She such a good friend that she never even said a word about the knives while on the phone last night. I heard her though – psychically. And I’m sure she knew it.
All this good cooking and portioning has done my body good. I’m down 11 pounds and I weigh in Sunday. I’m excited!
I’m already planning my cheat day. I said at the beginning that I would have it after losing 20 pounds. I decided to add five more, so 25 pounds it is. There’s this pizza joint that has the most fabulous garlic knots and pizza. I’m definitely having a soda pop, too. After that, it’s ice cream. And then it’s back to the routine.
Cooking isn’t so bad – once every five or six days works for me. As for my knives from my longtime friend, I’ll be picking them up from my daughter’s Sunday.
I am craving a little normalcy in my life. I think it might be time to start my online classes again. We shall see where life takes me!

Many Blessings of Peace and Love!