Dogs in Clothes, Rotten Raspberries, Tommy "Cooks"

 I did a double take because my noisy neighbors had a new dog. No, the black dog had on a grey dog coat/sweater that has four legs. So, the black dog appeared to be a light gray dog with black feet. 

Lynda's dog was in the yard with a red coat on and looking proud. Lynda said she came right over and stood still to get the coat on and pranced around afterwards. When Lynda wanted to take the coat off, the dog kept backing off, wanting to keep it on. Funny. 

Remember how I bought three containers of raspberries and had to take back two? Well, I got two more to take their place. AND, they were bad, too. So, I took those back, got my money back. No more raspberries. One container is frozen.

Then, I went to one store, bought three more warm nightgowns and a few miscellaneous items. The truth is--I don't remember what I bought! We had one more chore and came home about 4 pm. Since I slept well, warm in my new warm nightgown, I did not feel a need for a nap. YAY! 

Thursday, I put a chicken in the refrigerator to thaw. About noon today, I put it in a stockpot in the sink, filled it with water to thaw it. After we watched the news tonight, we baked it. I say "we" because Tommy was heavily involved. I told him I would give him credit he earned. 

I stood at the sink, hanging on and groaning in pain, he turned on the oven. He got out a pan, the cooking bag from the box and held the bag while I put the hen inside. He got the carrots from the refrigerator, opened them, and helped get the baby carrots into the bag with the chicken. I managed to put the fastener on the bag to shut it and poked knife holes.  Then, I hobbled back to sit in the living room. He made all this prep go faster with less pain for me.

Oh, before I put the hen in the bag, he got the flour out and sort of shook some from the quart jar into the bag. I did manage to shake the cooking bag to coat it with flour. He got all seasonings from the cabinet--salt, pepper, rubbed sage and sprinkled them on the breast of the chicken before I put the hen inside. He put two pieces of celery on top of the hen. He sprinkled powdered onion and powdered garlic on the hen, too. His help is indispensable! Then, he put the chicken in the oven. 

The carrots and celery came from the food giveaway. I had two little snack boxes that had vegetables and hummus. So, I used all the carrots from the two boxes and celery from one of them. There is a bit of broccoli and three grape tomatoes left. 

While the movie was on, I chopped celery and onions. I used the ones I had chopped for dressing. So, there is more chopped. Later, I will take the rest of the breast off the bone. He will remove the rest of the meat from the carcass. 

Dinner--We had baked chicken and carrots and mashed potatoes, Idahoan Three Cheese. There will be meat left for another meal and two lunches. He can have all the potatoes. Carrots are all eaten. We will have a salad. Since dinner was so late, I had crackers and cheese and he had a bagel. 

If I feel like it tonight, I will feel for another turkey, turkey breast, or chicken in the refrigerator and put it in the refrigerator to thaw. 

Very few foods taste right lately. It must be the antibiotic I am taking. Tommy said the mashed potatoes tasted okay. I could barely eat them.

Tonight, we watched Christmas in Connecticut and The Bishop's Wife. To say they were both wonderful is an understatement. 

Tomorrow, the plan is to stay home! I will bake the sweet potatoes for Thanksgiving and remove the skins.  

How do your dogs feel about wearing clothes--sweaters or coats or tshirts, whatever you put on them or try to put on them? Or, do you believe dogs should not wear clothes? 

Do you need help or get help in order to get a meal on the table in a timely manner? I can do this and take longer and hurt more. But, he comes to me and helps when I ask. It saves time and pain. 

What are your plans for Saturday?