Posted by Barack Obama on Thursday, July 23, 2020
TaMara has been a Balloon Juice writer since 2015.
Posted by Barack Obama on Thursday, July 23, 2020
Good to see you.
I’m back home for a bit, will be turning right around to drive back to help out my folks in a few days. My dad is doing well. Better than I expected after the initial call. I won’t share his private medical information, considering this is An almost top 10,000 blog! But I will tell you it really looks like he dodged a very big bullet. So keep a good thought. He should be home, with luck, in about 2-3 weeks.
That being said, can we discuss medical emergencies and elderly parents in the age of Covid-19?? We are daily faced with impossible choices, especially in a state where the governor has threatened to cut funding to any city/county that requires face masks.
I’m too exhausted and working on solutions to be angry. But most of the past week has been making decisions with my fingers-crossed no one gives my mom (who is on O2) or my dad Covid while we scramble to make provisions for both of them.
Right now I’m working off of pure adrenaline. I’m sure the crash will be spectacular.
I want you to know I read every comment you left for me and saw the lovely thread Watergirl started for diversions. Unfortunately, I’ve been going flat out, and have barely even glanced at the blog. I’m leaving it to all of you to be outraged daily for me.
Meanwhile, when I was gone, the most excellent Governor Polis issued a mandatory mask order. I had to pick up milk, juice and few other essentials last night when I got back and am happy to report 100% compliance. Coloradoans stepping up.
If only we had done this in March…
That’s it, I’m off for a busy day and probably won’t be around much, so I hope everyone is doing as well as you can. If your parents are around, virtually hug them.
It’s one of those moments. You know the ones. You’re going about your day and the phone rings. And then your entire life stops for a moment and then it all begins moving at warp speed.
That was my morning. Just finished getting everyone fed and watered when the phone rang and it was one of my brothers. I didn’t think much of it because we’d been talking about my driving out to help out with my mom, who is sick and pretty frail.
I answered cheerily and his first words were, “It’s not good, Tam.” My heart sank. I thought, it’s mom. Which would have been bad enough, but I was kind of prepared for that (as is mom, with a DNR and all her medical decisions made).
Then my world stopped for just a moment as he said, “It’s dad, he’s had a stroke.” I forget to breathe for a beat.
Next breath, my world went into hyperdrive. For my dad: Medevac to the ‘big city”, initial diagnosis, surgery and prognosis all while I contacted friends and petsitters to see who was available to take care of the ducks and check in on the cats. (Ducks, it’s always the ducks who are the issue, LOL).
Contacting clients, running unexpected errands, pulling together everything to drive 8 hours and be gone for I don’t know how long. Trying to remember to breathe.
I’m almost all packed, but my brain has kind of shutdown and I needed to take a break (so what do I do? I write about it to you. It’s somehow therapeutic).
Dad’s in ICU, everything looks good, considering how long he was down before anyone found him. Prognosis is cautiously optimistic.
This pandemic sucks in so many ways – least of which is having someone in the hospital and worrying they’ll contract it. And not being able to visit them when they need you most.
I just wanted to share, because sharing with you guys makes it easier somehow. Keep a good thought for my dad, for me and for the poor pups who will be stuck in the car with their very freaked out person for 8 hours tomorrow. Not quite sure how I’m going to do the drive because I still not anywhere near my normal level of endurance. And breathing was an issue before my world turned upside down.
Also FU pandemic for me not being able to accept all the offers to travel with me so I didn’t have to go alone.
That’s it. I’m going to go back to packing…
Consider this an open thread
So I’ve been less than cheery the last few weeks. Time to get proactive and kick myself back into gear. And one of the things that has always helped my mood is cooking. Love playing with flavors and techniques, different recipes. Chopping and mixing is almost meditative for me.
But I’m not much in the mood for blogging about food these days. My plan, if you’re up for it, is to mix some old favorites with some new recipes and start up our recipe exchanges again. Believe it or not, I have four weeks already planned out and ready to go, all summer grilling. As long as you don’t mind revisiting some old favorites. Starting with tonight’s stuffed burger menu.
I make these all the time because they really are easy and a great way to have a cheeseburger without losing half the cheese to the grill. And the sweet potato cajun fries are the perfect sweet, spicy combo. Grill some peaches, pears or plums and dinner is done. Enjoy.
On the board tonight:
Jalapeno-Cheddar Stuffed Burgers
Ingredients for each burger:
Mix salt, pepper and garlic into the ground beef. Form two, 2-oz patties. Place jalapenos on one burger, cheese on the other.
Place the two sides together and seal the edges completely. Gently flatten the burger, but be careful because you don’t want the cheese busting out of the center.
The key to grilling or frying these is low and slow. Medium heat seals them and allows the cheese to melt without drying the burger out. I flipped at the 5-minute mark, but depending on the heat, 3-4 minutes may be enough to flip. They’re thin, so the beef cooks quickly, but you want to make sure the cheese melts. I would say a minimum of 4 minutes per side.
If the cheese starts to leak out, flip and flip again as needed. DON’T press down on these burgers while you grill, you WILL have a cheesy mess.
Now the warning. Did I say WARNING? Yes I did. You’ll need to rest these burgers to let the cheese cool a bit. Otherwise, you could be biting into a scalding cheese center. You’ve been WARNED.
That’s the basics, now let your imagination run wild.
Now it’s your turn. Do you have a favorite burger recipe? What about favorite burger toppings?
Any good vegetarian grilling recipes? I’m fond of black bean burgers. I have a good recipe here. (I think someone here gave it to me).
Hit the comments with your recipes, questions and ideas.
Since it’s Caturday, seemed likd a good time for this. It’s been a while since we’ve had a WereBear post, so glad she had one ready when I asked. Take it away Kitty Whisperer:
Sweet Reverend Jim
In a couple of months, it will be the Labor Day weekend, 13th Anniversary of my cat blog, The Way of Cats. That’s when I rescued Reverend Jim. Here’s the first post on my first site, Rescue of a Shelter Kitten. Because of course, it started with a rescue. That’s how it all started.
I never imagined my hobby would turn into my passion, and now, my destiny. The other day I was searching for my name and work online, an exercise in deeper meaning that yielded completely unexpected benefits. It turns out, I am an Antidote to Trumpism. And I couldn’t be more pleased.
Antidote to Trumpism: Essays on Intellectual Honesty and Critical Thinking by Luis Bernardo Mercado
I certainly don’t mind being associated with intellectual honesty and critical thinking. And I adore the idea of being a Trump Antidote. So say we all!
The kittens I adopted in the fall are becoming ridiculously elongated. They are also differentiating markedly.
Bud is sleeker and more slender. He is currently going through a goofy stage. He becomes so intent on playing with his toy spring that he seems to inevitably bounce it behind the bathroom door. There he wrestles with it until he closes the door on himself.
Cognition will dawn one day, but that day has not yet come.
Lou Costello has always gone over the top. Now he’s more muscular and fluffy. While he is a professional comic, he’s getting into thoughtful periods. When Sir Tristan woke me in the middle of the night, he led me to where Lou was flattened against the sill of the bathroom door like a kitten draft stopper. From here I deduced Bud had done it again.
Sure enough, I opened the door to find Bud slumped against the vanity cabinet like a sad clown doll. He was pathetically happy to see me. I praised Tristan for his teen cat management. I began propping a catalog against the door as my part of my bedtime routine, so Bud won’t get in trouble during the night.
The other evening, Lou wanted my attention drawn to the bathroom door. I realized I had forgotten to prop the catalog, did so, and told Lou what a smart young fellow he was. So he must have the brains right now.
These two share everything.
I seem to be in a Power Cycle right now.
Feel free to chat pets and ask questions.
ETA: Looks like they’ve pushed it back to 3 pm EDT
This begins at 2:30 EDT I believe.
Otherwise, open thread.
I’m going to do my best to ignore the news/internet today. Like everyone else, the last week has really taken a toll on my psyche. So here is some of what keeps me sane:
Two and a half years and I’ve yet to convince her she’s not a cat. My poor couch.
Here’s Gabe wondering when I’m going to put the clean sheets back on his bed.
Bixby, exhausted after a night of fireworks. Which never bothered him, until this year, but he’s been really out of sorts since I got sick and I am not allowed out of his sight. Ever.
I found these at the store a few weeks ago. Striped peppers. Very pretty, normal orange pepper flavor. One ended up in stir fry, the other in a salad.
And finally, here is Penelope getting her morning scritches.
That’s it – the other ducks and kittehs declined to offer you respite today. Maybe another day…
Notes: I have a Guest Post from Werebear coming up and I’m also gonna need some camera advice real soon, when I can stick around and participate in a thread. Thanks to everyone who gave me great advice on the Chromebook earlier.
That’s it! Respite open thread.