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Jul. 1st, 2011 09:15 amWednesday night after attempting to give blood, ben made burgers for dinner. He made some sous vide and some on the grill. My dog now thinks the grill is a magical box that will occasionally bless her with meat. She runs up to it every time I let her outside. I worry she is building a religion around it.
Sous vide was strange and interesting. The burgers were fully cooked and tasted fine, but I had difficulty with the idea of boiled ground beef. Perhaps I will be able to handle ben's steaks better.
Yesterday my donation arm was incredibly sore. I had trouble moving it from a 90 degree angle. I spent much of the day wondering how people with only one arm do anything day to day. Even going to the bathroom was an extreme challenge.
Work in general was not helping my mood. Everything needs to be finished before I go on vacation because stupid assistant can't handle anything important. I really really wish I could trust her with stuff because at this point it looks like I won't be able to approve everything before I go. I am worried.
But I will try not to dwell on it. Tomorrow is puppy day! I will just try to remind myself of all the fun I'll be having next week cleaning up puppy poop.
Sous vide was strange and interesting. The burgers were fully cooked and tasted fine, but I had difficulty with the idea of boiled ground beef. Perhaps I will be able to handle ben's steaks better.
Yesterday my donation arm was incredibly sore. I had trouble moving it from a 90 degree angle. I spent much of the day wondering how people with only one arm do anything day to day. Even going to the bathroom was an extreme challenge.
Work in general was not helping my mood. Everything needs to be finished before I go on vacation because stupid assistant can't handle anything important. I really really wish I could trust her with stuff because at this point it looks like I won't be able to approve everything before I go. I am worried.
But I will try not to dwell on it. Tomorrow is puppy day! I will just try to remind myself of all the fun I'll be having next week cleaning up puppy poop.
