Yesterday started off fine. I woke up at 6:15 instead of 4:00 a.m. Two extra hours of sleep is a big deal.
I ate Cheerios for breakfast and was feeling groovy.
Then things started going downhill, and I stopped feeling groovy.
The day before I had pulled my car, a 1994-year-old Buick
just-get-me-there-and-back-please-God-sedan, farther up the driveway than I normally do so Richard could park behind me to unload groceries.
I got a little too close to a tree as I was backing down the driveway and ripped off the cover to the driver’s side parking light. I also discovered the body of my car is not made of metal. It is some sort of “plastic” material” because it did not dent. It cracked. I remember when cars were made of metal and if you got a dent you took it to the body shop and they put some sort of filler in the dent and then sanded it and painted it. It looks like this crack could be repaired with some sort of adhesive and a strip of duct tape.
Richard was not happy.
When we sat down to lunch, he asked whether I had made the Szechwan Carrot soup I said I would make two days ago. As I mentioned, we had gone to the store the day before and got the carrots. Well no. I forgot.
I got out the recipe and saw that I needed fresh ginger. When we buy fresh ginger, we peel it and freeze it so we have it on hand. I used the last of the frozen fresh ginger several weeks ago, but I had failed to tell Richard to put it on the list. We could have gotten some at a very good price at the store (which is about 12 miles away) when we got the carrots. The price at the local store is $4.90/lb.
Again, he was not happy.
I made the soup using ground ginger. You can find the recipe for the soup here (it is very good!)
Later in the day, he got over being unhappy, I quit mentally beating myself up, we started laughing about something, and to borrow from the movie Cannery Row (I am not sure if the quote is in the book):
“Things were finally back to normal…once more, the world was spinning in greased grooves.”
