Spicy bits and Sunday silliness

Was it 40 degrees today?  It was right??  Wow. 
Today I had plans.  I was going to go to Titsweenah's and visit just long enough for Curt to figure out what was wrong with Dave's pickup, then I was going to come home and get my house together-my dishes are stacked up like a rocket ready to launch and then I was going to work and make some money before taking a shower and crawling into bed.  Yeah.  I had it all figured out.

So we went to Titsweenah's today...The kids came along and we stayed the whole day.  I had eaten a couple (4) small meatballs just before getting in the van.  The 4th one I should have left alone, but I'm still a little stuck on the need to "clean my plate."  Anyway, the drive was long with waves of nausea pushing the piled up meat against the back of my throat.  When we got to Tits house I stayed outside and walked hoping it would help in moving things down.  I thought I had it all under control, but 10 minutes into the first hellos I was in the bathroom giving up.  Thank GOD.  Sometimes its just not worth the effort and good Golly do I feel so much better when it all comes out and I can start over.  Tits is a nurse though, so my saying a quick hi before running and barfing in her toilet didn't phase her at all.  As a matter of fact, she gave me a present.  I got this crazy high protein jello-Jello?  I KNOW! A bag of trail mix, a sunflower mug and sunflower note pad of paper AND buttons AND tea!  It was 10 kinds of awesome and I just love her for thinking of me all the time.  She also hooked me up with some workout stuff so when I feel up to it, I can tear up the stair climber in style.
We sat and had our tea and visited for a while, but it wasn't long before Tits realized it was really nice outside.  I got the kids dressed and we went out to see the horses.  The kids were hoping to ride, but Tits hurt her knee last fall and has to be careful about what she does on it for a year, so we have to wait until the snow is down before we get too terribly physical. 
After the horses were sufficiently loved though, the guys went inside to watch TV with the kids and Tits and I went for a walk down the road.  I have to tell you, I am deconditioned like woah.  Not so bad in terms of breathing hard, but man my legs got sore.  They still are to be honest.  I contribute it to the lack of vitamins these last 4 weeks.  I can say my feet feel really good, they would have gotten extremely sore 40 pounds ago and my lower back would have bothered me too, but didn't today.  I can't see a difference physically, but I can feel it in my muscles and bones and, I guess I can feel the energy burst too, since I wanted to stand a lot more than I usually would.
When we got back the men folk were grunting something about food, so Tits and I made some trash chili.  She wouldn't let me help much, but I gave her hints on the chili, how to use up those baked beans Dave didn't like, put a little brown sugar in the sauce to ease the tomato acid, boil your water before you make tea and the tea will steep better, and she finally let me roll some crescents since I wouldn't stop backseat cooking.  Whew.  After she let me cook I wasn't half the nag I was just sitting in the chair watching it all happen.  We talked about a big garden and my corn-on-the-cob discovery last year that enables me to have fresh picked COTC in February.
What is it?  Well I was going to wait so I could do pictures or something, but its not really worth picture documenting.  What I found was, at the hight of sweet corn season, you pick your corn cobs, as many as you can and you drop them in ziplock bags as they are.  Leave the leaves on.  Then freeze.  That's it.  When you take them out of the freezer, shuck them while frozen and drop them in boiling water WHILE FROZEN and cook them like you would any other time.  I swear to God above that they will be just like fresh picked.  A winter miracle meal with no effort at all. 

Anyway, after food we all sit down to watch some TV and Curt and Emma fell asleep!  It was dark before we left.   I got nothing done at all.  Nothing. 

Dean came home, but said nothing on his way to his room. By now I'm sure he's discovered that his TIVO is gone and he is laying there in the dark bored.  Probably pissed off. 
Hehehehehahahahaha...

I have to get Curt's valentine ready.  I need to make him a card and I plan to have it and a box of chocolates on his pillow for him when he comes to bed.  Now to write something mushy...if I'm lucky, maybe I'll get what I got commin' to meh...hehe.