Thanksgiving Leftovers

We had a quiet Thanksgiving this year. Dental surgery on Monday meant that we postponed a family get together until the weekend. I can really only eat soft foods still so Dave and I made mashed potatoes, gravy with Quorn, a very soft stovetop stuffing, and carrots steamed until I could mash them with a fork. Dave also made pumpkin empanadas and I managed a couple of bites of those.

I've been living on smoothies and baby food and a few other soft things. Last night we had Chinese food--mine was very soft lo mein noodles that I ate with a package of Mori-nu silken tofu. 

The world is kind of revolving around food at the moment, especially since I am off the pain meds. My jaw is still sore, but not enough to justify even a quarter tablet of the hydrocodone that I had been taking. That stuff puts me to sleep; a dangerous substance for me to have when I'm worn out with insomnia.

I'm also taking an antibiotic--Azithromycin--which is fine on my stomach but makes me feel, soon after I take it, very weak, like, afraid to stand up kind of weak. It lasts for an hour and then goes away. Tomorrow is my last day on the stuff, thank god. 

While I was in and out of the hydrocodone daze, I did some online Christmas shopping. Remember the days when we had to leave our homes to do things like Christmas shop? Good times. (In fact, I did not leave the house at all today except to walk outside after dark and look at the stars for a few minutes.) This year,d Dave gave me a list of things he wanted and I gave him a list of things I want. I was done with all but stocking stuffers in about an hour. I saved stocking stuffers for today and when I typed "stocking stuffers for men" into the search at one online store, I was directed to nearly 50 pages of socks.

What's on my Christmas list, you ask. A heated eye mask that's supposed to help with dry eyes, a milk frother, a quilting book and a quilting ruler, a teak shower stool, and I forget what else. Dave's list was mostly bread baking related things. His stocking stuffers won't be socks but candy and other sweets. He has a big stocking to fill, hand-knit by his Dutch grandmother who didn't do things by halves.

Also while in a hydrocodone daze, I finished up Elementary and started another British detective series called Endeavor. It's okay so far, a little unecessarily convoluted in places, but everything gets tied up neatly in the end, so there's that.

I engaged in some creative thing today, too. I sewed a small, single star block.