Looking for the silver linings

Of course I’m feeling kind of limited by my broken wrist one-handedness, but I’m looking for the upsides. And musing on which is worse, all the time I spent limited by my knee injury that dragged on for like a year and a half, on crutches, off crutches, on crutches again, followed by limited walking, but biking ok. Yay! Or is being one-handed worse.

Cooking was easier with my knee, but I’ve been able to do quite a lot of stuff with right hand only. Like I was planning to make bacon & onion jam as a condiment for cheese and crackers at the cookie party, and didn’t get around to it. I also over bought on the purple onions; I thought I hadn’t bought them and I really got them twice, so I had 5 large purple onions in the fridge. I gave three to Heike and Friday afternoon I made the bacon jam with one of the two I had left, and pickled the other one. The pickled onions are pretty though the jam looks awful and tastes good.

While listening to a Jeff Tweedy show at Largo at the Coronet in L.A. that his wife livestreamed (or part of it anyway) and his kids came out to sing the last couple of songs.

If there is a silver lining, it should be that I have more time because there’s a short list of stuff I can’t do one-handed, like volunteer at the food pantry and go to my Tuesday yoga classes. Technically since I’ve retired, Tuesdays and Fridays are my free days but in the fall lots of busyness took over. I mean things are supposed to be quieter in the winter anyhow. I was expecting more free time now. But I had plans for the free time, like getting reacquainted with my sewing machine and starting some projects, but that’s on the can’t-do list too.

Not to mention the one that’s breaking my heart – no granny daycare till I have two hands or at least closer to two hands. Probably either early- or mid-February. I’m hopeful that I’ll get a new cast when I have my follow up visit this coming Tuesday and I’ll be able to do more.

Jasper came over for a short day on New Year’s Day and Mark was around so we had three hands between us. We managed but afterward I knew I couldn’t really manage an active 2yo one handed. Sigh.

Here’s a couple of pictures from (or related to) Jasper’s last regular day here, December 20th.

After his music class that’s right on Monroe St. we took cookies to a friend who works at Orange Tree Imports, and I bought him a cooking set because he enjoyed the whisk on a prior day. I tried to get hm to say whisk but it was “cooking fing”.

Here’s the whole set. The day we bought it we used the brush to brush icing on some slice & bake cookies. Later for snack I showed Jasper how to eat peanut butter off the purple knife. When Al came to pick him up I told him I’d taught his son an important life skill: how to eat peanut butter off a knife. At lunch on New Year’s, I got out the peanut butter and Jasper remembered and asked for more peanut butter, so I got out the purple knife, and told him he was now ready for college. College eating anyhow. 

I can go for walks and drink coffee. Guess that’s something. And I can still type, so maybe more blogging tho taking pictures can be tricky one handed.

One last holiday pic – Menorah in my kitchen, Sunday night, Dec. 29, 2024

And here’s the scones, chocolate chip, the day they were made, Insta version and not. Bet you can tell which is which pretty easy. (Hint: Instagram makes everything square)