Cooking was something that I did not do all the time, but I certainly it enjoyed when I did do it. Many weekend mornings, I would wake up and make a breakfast for Erika and me. Sometimes I would go to the store and make a nice meal. But today was different. I had to make something as a part of my rehab. Cooking today was significantly more difficult than before. The challenges of managing all the food, the cookware, and everything else had me a bit frustrated. I remember the fluidity of cooking, as I get one thing started and begin something else. I would move from one activity to another like it was a sport. Now, I just don’t have that. I would really like to get to a point where I can cook again. Like everything else, it is something that I will have to learn all over again.
The good news of the day actually had to do with my cooking. Today here at Craig, we had a “Taste of Craig” and my cooking of the Fajita Quesadillas were the hit of the function. Those Quesadillas went like hot cakes.
Other than that my days are pretty much the same. This Sunday I am getting dragged to a wheelchair basketball tournament, which means I am getting out of bed early on Sunday. Thus, I am sleeping in on Saturday. Those looking to visit on Sunday, I wouldn’t get here any earlier than noon.
Before I forget for the hundreth time. Those out there enjoying your daily fill of Drunkcyclist.com: Here at good ole’ Craig they have outlawed it. I haven’t been able to get my fill of Drunkcyclist.com in some time. If someone wants to send my bootleg copies I will certainly accept it.
One last thing. I had the fortune of meeting some Rockies minor leage players the other day. Lee Macdonald, big heart surgeon, is in the picture too. Right on. See pictures below.
I realize this is a short one, but I will have better blogs in the future.