I made the yummiest baked chicken fritters with an onion teriyaki/Japanese bbq sauce last night. It was almost identical to Panda Express. I made steamed carrots and white rice to go with it. It was SO GOOD. Simple and easy.
We got dressed and headed out a bit ago. We were headed to the Salvation Army to talk to them about getting a food box. Drove all the way into East LA , just to be told that they’re closed for the holiday. I forgot Juneteenth is observed today. That put a bit of a cramp in my birthday weekend. Whatever food they gave us was going to be what I used for my birthday beach day. And just eating in general.
I turned my head away from Rick and cried for a second, because, really?
He always knows what to say. “Wanna go to Dollar Tree?” I immediately said okay. I hoped that my body would cooperate. We drove to Dollar Tree, and we parked. I asked what we were there for other than to look around to cheer me up. He said I could get a couple of things. Cool. All I needed was a claw clip and some hair ties, as my last usable one finally gave up the ghost.
I told myself that there was no way I could wander and meander today. Every step was excruciating. I was determined to get only what we came for, and then head out. That was disappointing. I wanted to see new stuff. I grabbed my hair ties and clip and saw dill pickle popcorn for 1.50. Rick said get it. I can bring that to the beach on my birthday.
He walked around and looked for what he needed, which was a bin for the car for trash. We got to the checkout, and I think he knew I was in trouble, so he just handed me the keys to the car. I waddled my way through the parking lot, very slowly.
Today, it is more than just pain. I have not felt WELL this week. Bouts of nausea. Crazy fatigue. I am napping every afternoon and I am asleep at night before eleven most days. But I am always EXHAUSTED. My heart has been acting up, and my anxiety has convinced me that I am just waiting around for a widow maker heart attack to arrive. Every pang, every extra beat.
I am sitting at my desk right now fighting to stay awake. I should be listing things for sale to hopefully make enough money to have a good birthday. I don’t have any expectations beyond going to the beach. I scoured the internet for the most accessible beaches in LA , and this one was top rated. It is actually a little cove off of a marina. No waves. A short walk to the water from the parking lot. Covered picnic tables.
I can make food for a picnic. It won’t be fancy by any stretch of the imagination. But I can make something nice out of nothing. We have most of a loaf of bread. and half a dozen eggs. I can make egg salad sandwiches. Peanut butter cookies. If I can get my hands on a few lemons, I can make lemonade.
I know Rick will try to make it a great birthday regardless. His mom will send flowers. I think my daughter may have forgotten. My bff sent my gifts when she sent Rick’s presents. It’s lovely to be thought of. Debi, my bff texted today to say that she got me something else, but it won’t be here until Thursday.
I think I am going to rustle up some lunch. Vanilla yogurt and peaches sound yummy. And we have some leftover rice, so I will probably heat that up, too.
After lunch, I think I am going to take a mental health nap. I am thinking of making scalloped potatoes or copy cat KFC bowls with the rest of the chicken fritters. It is mostly small pieces now, but add some of that over mashed potatoes and green beans and pour on some gravy, YUM.
Anyway, I hope everyone has a great weekend.
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