This morning, I was feeling a bit better, so I whipped it out…
….my Waffle Iron, that is. Two, in fact. And we whipped up some gluten free waffles.
The one on the left is ours and makes the standard round Waffle. The one on the right is the bf Jim’s, which I gave him for his birthday (or Christmas?) but he leaves it here so we can make Tigger waffles when he visits. (He’s a Tigger Collector and lover.) This is how they come out:
Although I’ve been house bound since getting home from my surgery on Monday the 13th, yesterday we did a short jaunt to my comic shop, about 30 minutes away, as a trial run. The car ride was a bit uncomfortable, but we made it there and back without incident.
This morning, after waffles, while Jeffrey was out getting a massage (which he more than deserves after all the care taking he’s been doing of me for 2 weeks…and the last 19 years, to be honest) I felt energetic and did some light chores: laundry, made some beds, dishes, cleaned the kitchen. I may have overdone it a bit, though, because I’m rather sore and exhausted. So I slipped into my recliner, gathered a couple puppies on my lap, and we spent the rest of the day watching “Humans.”
Not the worst way to spend a day.