Reclaiming the kitchen

It is time for me to gradually reclaim my position in the kitchen. I have cleaned the table and the counters up to now. I suddenly found the urge to plan meals and to participate in the preparation.

It all started when we made a trip to Whole Foods to buy me a new hair color. Yes, I am not a red head! My beautician, Irena, agreed to my bringing a natural product so that I don't have to use chemicals for a while. I was not too steady since I still had some of the old meds in me, but I braved the crowds. Thank goodness for shopping carts. Mine was my support. I wouldn't dare drive one of those motorized carts for fear of speeding down the aisles and running down little old ladies. We left with tons of foods. It was fun, a real joy. On top of that, we now have a handicapped sticker so we parked next to the store in the pouring rain.

I prepared and cooked our dinner: chicken on a spit, quinoa with leeks, kale with mushrooms and tomatoes. It was quite good. Peter fixed the salad and dessert. Gotta give him some credit. And now he is cleaning up the dishes.

Today was a good day eventhough I did not sleep well last night. The new meds electrified me! Still, they promise to be better than lisonipril. I feel so much better focused.

Tomorrow, I am off to the beauty parlor.