Because we have watched that fabulous documentary Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead, we are seriously taking everything that we eat to whole higher level. In fact, this morning Tony and I juiced and each drank 16 ounces of Mean Green juice.
So, for lunch I sauteed some mushrooms and onions, with garlic, while cooking the veggie burgers. Then I peeled an avocado, added a small amount of salt to it and then mashed it up, because I was going to top our veggie burgers with the mushrooms, onions, garlic and avocado.
Then I made us healthy fruit smoothies made with blueberries, strawberries, banana, peach, pineapple, grapes, pumpkin seeds, chia seeds, almonds and almond milk. Then I let Jaws, our incredibly great Vitamix Machine pulverize it. Then I half-hollered down the hallway, "Tony! Lunch is ready!"
And needless to say, "Our lunch was absolutely delicious and Tony loved it!"
After lunch I cleaned up the kitchen and then I said, to whatever dogs were awake, in the big room, "I quit. No more cleaning. It is what it is. When our friends/volunteers come out tomorrow morning, to help us cook and serve our dogs their annual people Thanksgiving dinner—they are not going to care one bit how clean our home is." Then our dogs dozed off, again. "And I am taking the rest of today and tomorrow off, too." And no one responded, so I sat down, at the kitchen table to check my e-mail.
My dear, old friend Judy, from Austin, had sent me an e-mail that linked me to a really cool site that calculated exactly how old you are today and all I had to do was just type in my birth date. Wow, it was amazingly fast, but I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know that:
Today I am 23,051 days old
3,293 weeks + 0 days old
7,573 months old
And was born on a Wednesday
Anyway, it was fun and if you want to check it out, here's the link to it.
This afternoon I practiced playing the scales on B.B. again, then I took a short sleepless nap with our four-legged family.
About one hour after getting off of the bed, I walked back into our bedroom to get something and I saw Little Debbie still sleeping, on top of the 2nd, cheap, protective blanket, that she, Alice and Beau have enjoyed ripping and tearing apart. So, I tip-toed back to the kitchen to get my camera. And seconds later, I took this cute picture of her and our 2nd torn up, cheap blanket-bedspread cover.