Friday 1 November

I wrote this blog up yesterday, Friday, but somehow it disappeared into cyber space before it was published.  So this will probably be a shorter version without all the smart alecky sarcasm about Mexican food, and Oklahoma deer hunters, that were in the original version.

Apart from a little nap in the afternoon I was on the go all day.   I went out early in the morning and had breakfast at the hospital before my chaplaincy round.   Then at noon went to the Foodie Friday cookery demonstration, which was all about cooking outdoors in Dutch Ovens - cooking pots with charcoal either underneath them, or in the lid on top.    Only in a southern state like Oklahoma could one be outside on a warm day, in a tee shirt, watching a cookery demonstration on the 1st November.   Up in the northern plains it is snowing.

In this picture they are deep frying bananas, then tossing them in sugar and cinnamon.  The pot with charcoal in the lid is cooking enchilladas.  

In addition to the enchilladas we had some some little pieces of rib eye steak, grilled asparagus and squash.   I passed up the enchillada but everything else was very nice.   I am not going to try Dutch Oven cooking myself but it is very nice, and popular I understand in gardens with friends and family.

My friend Faye was discharged home on Wednesday but I visited the Emmanuel member who is still in the nursing home until next week.   She is moving from the nursing home directly into a new flat , and was concerned at organising her furniture removal into the new flat.   To cut a long story short, I enlisted the help of the most capable, helpful person in the church and it is all going to be done - probably by the youth of the church and a couple of strong men with a flat bed truck - by next Wednesday when she is discharged.

All this took quite a bit of time to-ing and fro-ing and I was too late to go water walking.   Today, Saturday, the pain in my head was bothering me.   I managed to get to Walmart for my milk, but spent a good part of the rest of the day with my head on a hot water bottle, which relieves it a bit.































































































































I went to the church and enlisted the help of the most capable, helpful person in Emmanuel - who was there on Family Promise duty, but was able to leave briefly so we