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Posted in SoCS Prompt

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 21/2020-Not Mrs. Susie Homemaker, or Baker

Posted on by Lisa M. Boyd

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ā€œthe last thing you put in your fridge.ā€ Start your post with the last thing you put in your fridge. Let your mind wander from there. Enjoy!

Come on letā€™s Ketchup a little here. So here I am 46 years old. Actually almost 47, and I am not the most domesticated woman out there. I keep a very tidy home. I love organization, and routine for me to function well.

We all know that routine canā€™t be had with every day as much as we would like. There is usually something thrown in to any given day to throw us off. So when I say I am not domesticated I mean I canā€™t sew, not even a button onto a shirt (for real). I donā€™t iron that is what the wrinkle cycle is for on the dryer.

I just didnā€™t learn these things growing up. They are all learned behaviors, and I take all responsibility for not knowing them at my now age. I can cook, but it not a joy for me. Some ladies light up in the kitchen. They are like Betty Crocker come to life. Me well I decided I better put on my best ā€œAā€ game now that we moved. I told my husband I have a few signature dishes up my sleeve, and I will start to cook. At least put my best efforts towards cooking for him.

Here he works so hard everyday, and often comes home to pizza and salad. So my guilt got the best of me. He is a very stocky man, and he can put the food down if it is good. I have witnessed it at otherā€™s when invited over for dinner (jealously got the best of me). This is a hard admit for me, I could get really down on myself. Instead I decided to act! Love is a verb. I made my first signature meal this week. Meatloaf wrapped in bacon.

We had corn, and mashed potatoes as sides. It was delicious, and very filling. My husband thanked me many times over for the meal. I felt so proud of myself being Mrs. Susie homemaker. I have a whole list of meals I will be preparing now. So it is not that I canā€™t cook, it is more I find it kind of boring. I have no patience to waiting for water to boil (how boring)! I am not going to be baking for hours in my kitchen Christmas goodies to gift to friends. That is just not my thing.

So now that I have admitted my defects. The last thing I put into our fridge was ketchup. We drizzled it on top of our mouth savoring meat loaf. Itā€™s not meatloaf without ketchup.

So now that youā€™re all ketch-uped on me. I need to think of my next dish I shall prepare for us tonight. I will admit I kind of lit up knowing my hands created something in the kitchen my husband loved. We needed proof of life, so I did take a picture of it. No one would have believed I cooked! Ha! I fooled them! Look at me now! Lisa the chef šŸ‘©ā€šŸ³. Well not quite. My hubbyā€™s tummy is happy, and full. So I did my job, and for that my heart is happy! I mean that is a meatloaf like no other, yeah! šŸ‘ŠšŸ»

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Posted in Photo Challenge

November 20 Photo A Day: Life Magazine 1956

Posted on by Lisa M. Boyd

This is Life Magazine September 1956, my husbands father who passed away a year ago on the 24th of this month has an article in this Magazine. His Fraternity Rushing made Life Magazine. We had many of his Fraternity brothers send cards to us upon his passing. John Thomas Boyd was a comedian, he always had the guys rolling in laughter. He told so many stories about The Rushing days. Old memories we will never forget!

Written for Citysonett November 20: Photo A Day: old

Posted in Writings from my heart

Comic relief, while my breast was fondled by my doctor

Posted on by Lisa M. Boyd

I had to see my surgeon yesterday. He confirmed every stitch that was holding my left tissue expander in place were pulled, and no longer holding it in place. So it is now mobile, and that is why I felt so much pain.

My expander had actually flipped, he asked if I wanted him to try by hand to flip it back into place. I wasnā€™t thrilled at the idea, but if it meant helping with the pain until surgery I was in.

I was in a lot of pain in that breast, as well torn muscle on both sides. So my kind husband grabbed by hand, and I leaned into my doctor. He was very much grappling my breast with twists, and turns. His hope was by manipulating it, it might flip back. A couple times he thought he got it. Nope it just flipped again, and again. He tried!

It was more than an unpleasant feeling. As well very awkward with my husband on one side, and my breast in my doctors hand. My husband is so great at making uncomfortable moments funny. He had some very colorful jokes, and he was on a roll. He had us all laughing. For a few minutes I forgot all about the fondling of my breast. It was something you would see on a comedy television series.

I am so grateful my husband was able to take me yesterday, and for his comic relief. By the end of my appointment I felt very good with the end result. Even though my expander was not able to be flipped my surgeon is so encouraged on the end outcome. Of course jokes were made about that as well. I really needed that laughter, and I realized how serious my days had gotten with all the pain.

I feel lighter today, and know I need to try hard to not get caught up in the depression pain can bring. I need to remember this too shall pass.

There is so much to be said for an attitude of gratitude, and a little bit of a reality check. It was all needed, because this week hasnā€™t been my best. Nor have I been. So I thank God for always helping me get to where I need to be. All it took was a little fondling of my breast, and some comic relief that I wonā€™t repeat… šŸ¤£