Catching Up and Making Progress

 I was going to post about the weekend on Monday. Now it's Wednesday. I guess I have managed to keep myself occupied. 

So, about the weekend. I do remember that on Saturday, in the morning, we drove to Tacoma to get our first COVID vaccine. We had been scheduled for a clinic in Puyallup, but the day before we got a call telling us that location had not received their vaccine shipment, and so our location was changed. We breathed a sigh of relief that we were not just cancelled. There was a long line but all went smoothly. We got our "badges". 

Then, since there were no balloons or lollipops, we found our own reward. As I said on Facebook, Google Maps knows where all of the Starbucks are. 

On Sunday we went for a walk in the park. I am now just using my walking stick, and sometimes Tom's arm, to ambulate. 

Later in the day, I watched all of the Super Bowl: the play on the field, most of the commercials, the pregame and half time shows. I did give up at the two minute warning. I was done. It was all disappointing, except for the pregame performances. I liked the raining lemons commercial- 2020 was a lemon of a year.  I had never heard of The Weekend, thought it must be a group, not just one guy. I thought he should be referred to not as The Weekend, but as The Weak Middle. The game itself was a blow out and a let down.

On Monday, after a very slow start, we got our light housekeeping and the laundry done. Then in the afternoon I decided it was time to start on our taxes, so I spent the afternoon going through files and organizing all of the data I would need.

On Tuesday I logged into my TurboTax account and got started. I was prepared to itemize our deductions, but after all of that work, we still were better off with the standard deduction. I was surprised to be all done, and the filing submitted, by our 1:00 lunch hour. 

Tuesday afternoon I baked bread. Right, that is not something I often do. In fact, except for baking the Christmas bread, I haven't  made yeast bread for years. But every year I buy yeast and then don't use most of it. The weather is getting cold and it's a good time for soups and stews. I always remember my mother's bread sticks, served with homemade soup. I wanted that. 

Now that I look at this photo I have to giggle at the shape of some of these. By shaping the dough time I was in a hurry.

I served the bread sticks with the last portion of the Christmas turkey soup, out of the freezer, and salad. The bread sticks were hot out of the oven and we ate them with a little dollop of butter on each bite, just like we did as kids around my mother's table. 

Yum.

The rest of the bread sticks are now in the freezer, ready to be thawed and reheated when I make the soups and stews I am planning to make in the coming weeks. I am planning to go grocery shopping with Tom tomorrow morning, the first time since my surgery.  We will lay in supplies. By then it might be snowing.