Ronnie made it through surgery like a trooper. Doctors report all went well. Everyone agreed it was OK for me to come home and sleep. Heading back to the hospital soon to spend the day.
I stepped out to get something to eat right after Ronnie went in surgery - found a place to get a turkey sandwich. I didn't have anywhere to eat it though, so, I cleared a couple of inches of snow off a bench in a small park and sat there until I noticed the snow was accumulating on my knitting bag. Then I went to the waiting area for another 3 hours. When they let me join him in recovery, the hospital staff brought me something to eat - a turkey sandwich. And a ginger ale.
I recognize that I have staked out a policy position on turkey that is way too far removed from reality. I have taken a position so extreme that it helped make an entire thread devoted to Turkey. By being an absolute lunatic I have actually spawned turkey love among the good people of (THE) DBR. I assume there is a lesson in there somewhere and I also assume I won't learn it.
I used radishes and potatoes in a venison stew recently, and really could not tell an appreciable difference either.
For me, when I go low carb, tortilla chips are the things that I really miss. But if I’m in weight loss mode, those are something I should avoid regardless of the carb plan.
(Down 16 pounds or so since January 1 — six more to go to hit my target!)
Well, if you ever get depressed and want to think, "At least I'm better off than Person X", feel free to pull up an image of me freezing on a park bench in the middle of a snowstorm trying to finish a turkey sandwich before the snow starts to soak through her clothes and/or knitting bag.
You know, there really is. This thing actually happens a lot in politics. If you were a real politician though, you’d double down and accuse us turkey enthusiasts, aficionados, and turkey curious of engaging in identity politics and supporting communism. That would be false. Turkey is an American bird. The Russians are a goose people.
Whoa! Strong work! I have lost maybe an inch to inch and a half off the waistline with that new push up routine I have started. I haven't jumped on the scale because I am adding muscle and theoretically could be a little heavier right now than I was in January (170). I am noticeably leaner in the midsection and broader in the chest and shoulders, which is a great trade.
My wife gets a turkey sub from Jimmy John's that she can only eat about half of. Since my gastric rapacity knows no satiety, I pick the rest of that sandwich apart. And with the turkey and cheese and mustard and mayo and lettuce and pickles it is pretty darn good. If pictures of me eating it ever come out it is my Cancun moment.