check-up

You won't believe this, "It is Tuesday night again already" Would someone please throw me a ladder so I can get out of this big hole I seem to be in. Every time I turn around it is Tuesday, for petty sakes isn't there any other day in the week besides Tuesday? What ever happened to Friday night? I remember going out with the girls on Friday nights but there are no more Fridays, it is like Ground Hog Day, it's always Tuesday..........I am always going to start a project on Thursday morning, but before I can get started that dang Tuesday rears its head up and there you go, another week down a big dark hole.

Well tomorrow I do get to do something a little different, I get to go to the doctor for a yearly check-up. Oh it isn't going to be a pleasant experience, you see I have to go to a new doctor since my doctor decided to leave the country. There is a story, but I don't want to share it because it is to sad and to personal for her. So out of respect for my favorite doctor in all the world I won't be sharing anything about all that.

Anyway I have to go in and have the whole check-up thing done, that means there will be no sleeping in, no sitting around enjoying a cup of coffee with the husband. When my feet hit the floor they will be running.

I was thinking about this thing called a mammogram today, you know how they put you in this torture machine and then proceed to flatten you out like a pancake and tell you not to breathe?
Who the heck can take a breath when your being tortured like that? Last time they did that to me they had me standing on my toes, they had the machine so high. I think the last woman that was flattened had to have been six feet tall and then in I walk at only five feet. I couldn't think, not only was I standing on my big toes and was worried about them breaking under all the pressure but I was being squeezed so hard the blood stopped running to my brain.

By the way, as they are telling you to stop breathing they are walking behind this glass wall that protects them. I had a little to much time on my hands today and my imagination kinda ran away with me and this is what I was thinking. I think the real reason for that glass wall is so when we explode they won't get hit with fly body parts. I just want to know how in the world do they get something so big to go so flat.

UPDATE:

I went to this new doctor today, he was pretty nice and well kinda cute. His name doesn't matter but what does matter is that he is young and won't be retiring before I am ready to retire from being stuck, pressed, poked and whatever else they can think of to do to us poor women. I don't know why we, the women, have to go through all of it, I mean all you men have to do is bend over.

So the mammogram happened today, my poor sisters didn't think they would ever be round again. Those girls just hung around flat most of the day until they got their shape back.

So Thursday is just a few hours away and I think I am ready for it, you see I am already excited about baking what will be desserts for the day. A coconut and a chocolate cream pie are in the plans and so is a carrot cake. I make cinnamon rolls every morning so they are always coming out of the oven anytime after nine. I am going to be baking up some butterhorns as well, only six of those so when they are gone they won't be available until next time. It takes a long time to make the dough for those, a lot of rolling and folding until there are about 75 layers. OH BABY!!

I need to make some Blueberry Scones and some Cornbread tomorrow as well, my kitchen will be a very busy place. I hope one day you can come and enjoy either breakfast or lunch at my little cafe'. I would love to cook for you and bake up something special that you would just love to have.

Oh my gosh, I am forgetting to tell you the great news. I found this cookbook called "Gluten-Free Baking Classics" The recipes sound really good and there is even a recipe for Cinnamon Rolls that I want to try. It will be a few weeks before I can take on that adventure because I have to find and order the special flours that the recipes call for. Flours like "Brown Rice", when I do I will put a sign on the menu wall outside my door to let you know what I have baked that is Gluten-Free.

Until next time
Carolyn