Frost again last night. Good grief, it’s only a week and a half to April; are we done yet?
Emme came over for the afternoon, and she and I made a second, superior version of Ron’s sour cream chocolate cake. Candy gave me a 12-cup bundt pan, which is very helpful; I won’t have to hunt around for one now.
Grandpa himself has been flattened the last 24 hours with severe back pain. I thought it was due to a too-soft mattress, so he slept on the hard mattress in the guest room/office last night. He’s been sleeping a lot, almost 9 hours last night/this morning alone. Yesterday, he took too many pain meds and slept for most of the afternoon.
This morning, though, he told me he has a headache and stomach and intestinal problems in addition to muscle pain. Sounds like flu. He’s staying in bed and drinking clear fluids.
He did put up two more tool hangars in the shed, which is fantastic: now all the garden tools have a place rather than being hung from nails or shoved into a corner.
I’ve been doing a lot of cooking this week and plan to take today off. We have a lot of left-overs. I’ve made roast chicken and subsequently chicken pie; New England boiled dinner; fluffy omelette from Anna Belle Todd’s original recipe; stir fry; oatmeal; bread; turkey breakfast sausage; cantaloupe and prosciutto; strawberry shortcake. We picked up a two-fer on pizza the other day which was a break although it wasn’t very good (better on reheating).
Ron mentioned how much he would like us to have a juicer, so I dug up mine from the basement. We cleaned it out and made fresh carrot juice the other day.