It’s a new day!…Cool, comfy and feeling good!…

As always, Broken Horn stopped by for a visit.

What a glorious morning! It’s cool enough outdoors that I’m wearing a long sleeve shirt, and Tom is wearing jeans instead of his usual shorts. If only we could have weather like this every day, especially as summer approaches. But, TIA (this is Africa) and hot weather is the norm except for a few short months in the winter when days like this are more prevalent.

Last night, after taking two 25 mg Benadryl, each four hours apart, I ended up getting sufficient sleep to feel pretty good today. The leg is still painful and itchy, but I’m doing well taking long-acting Tylenol (Paracetamol) every eight hours. Doc Theo had offered pain killers, but I refused, preferring not to feel dopey with a busy social weekend planned.

Zef and Vusi are here now, cleaning the house. Other than preparing today’s post, I don’t have much to do today. Dining at Jabula tonight, as we always do on Friday nights, I won’t spend any time in the kitchen. It’s so wonderful to have completed the corrections; I’m still reeling over the availability of my afternoons to do whatever I feel like doing.

Broke Horn, checking out who’s trying to take his pellets.

Of course, right now, having shingles, my free time can easily be spent resting the painful leg until the meds kick in. But that won’t keep me down this weekend with guests coming tomorrow for sundowners/dinner and a few other fun activities planned for the upcoming week.

Last night, we made an excellent dinner. Tom had bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin made on the braai with rice and salad, and I had sauteed liver and onions, fresh steamed asparagus, and salad. Later in the evening, I had a handful of macadamia buts, and Tom had two homemade lemon poppy seed muffins I’d made early in the week.

Usually, I don’t make him sweet treats but, after his dental surgery, thinking he’d be in pain and feeling like some comfort food, I made 24 muffins. But, less than six days later, the muffins I froze to keep fresh are almost gone. Soon, I will make a few low-carb treats as he works his way back to healthy eating.

Tom is one of those picky eaters who find great comfort in eating certain foods, mainly sweets. Many people are this way. Sure, I can look at certain foods, and my mouth waters. I am not. I eat when I’m hungry and only what fits within the realm of my chosen method of eating.

He doesn’t care for vegetables, like cabbage or carrots. But he sure loves his pellets.

But even when I bake an occasional treat for Tom, I have no problem resisting it. For me, continuing to make a concerted effort to maintain my health is a huge motivator. On the other hand, with his robust good health, Tom can afford to indulge from time to time. If I eat sugar, gluten, or starch, my blood sugar and blood pressure go through the roof. It’s not worth it to me.

This morning, we’ve seen a number of our wildlife friends in the garden, including wildebeest Broken Horn, bushbucks Sylvia and Spikey, warthogs Lori and Barbara, One Tusk, Mom (without her three piglets), Narrow, mongooses, and of course, Frank and The Misses, all of whom we’ve fed pellets, cabbage, and Paloney (for the mongooses).

Sorry, we don’t have any exciting news right now. Like all of you, some of our days are simple and relatively uneventful. But, tonight, the action will ramp up at Jabula, where we always have a great time, and tomorrow, entertaining friends at our bush home.

Have a splendid day!

Photo from one year ago today, November 19, 2020:

This photo was posted one year ago while in lockdown in a hotel in Mumbai, India, on day#241. Elephants and storks on the Crocodile River. For more, please click here.

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