tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post2908340311538100546..comments2024-03-27T07:01:15.849+00:00Comments on Notes from a hospital bed: Just what was I thinking?Traction Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130413914192627361noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-53667841370216321522009-11-07T21:53:58.695+00:002009-11-07T21:53:58.695+00:00Hi XTM! I think you have already told me how they ...Hi XTM! I think you have already told me how they make non-dairy "yoghurt" out of some plants, but still I cannot understand it! What's so difficult about offering plain white yoghurt, without colourings or flavourings added?<br />I'm glad you had Ms. XTM arrive at your bedside with food that you like!! Best wishes from Styria! BarbaraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-2506999639311433612009-11-07T11:31:28.923+00:002009-11-07T11:31:28.923+00:00A point well made and I agree. But NHS ploughman&#...A point well made and I agree. But NHS ploughman's! YukTraction Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14130413914192627361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-8229203309253665842009-11-07T11:17:11.207+00:002009-11-07T11:17:11.207+00:00Can I speak up in defense of the Ploughman's? ...Can I speak up in defense of the Ploughman's? When taken with home-made crusty bread, a slab of locally made cheese and home-made chutney it's not half bad, especially if taken with a pint of local brew in front of a blazing pub log fire after a bracing walk. <br />I do realise that the NHS version probably comes with stale bread and hygienically wrapped cheese (not even mentioning the beer and the log fire), but I would hate to put your foreign readers off a Ploughman's.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-44439395609456262332009-11-07T01:35:42.574+00:002009-11-07T01:35:42.574+00:00They really must order that custard stuff in vats....They really must order that custard stuff in vats.Kristi Hancockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12048919085623656818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-22081172547092364432009-11-07T01:20:09.667+00:002009-11-07T01:20:09.667+00:00That makes me happy too?That makes me happy too?Traction Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14130413914192627361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-17481824050067529482009-11-07T00:15:49.832+00:002009-11-07T00:15:49.832+00:00TM!
:D I'm one of those American Housewives ...TM!<br /><br />:D I'm one of those American Housewives who decided to breed at 40 years of age. This left me 3 years post-birth at an odd sort of crossroads; what the hell to do with the rest of my life?! I'm simplying here but millions of American women suffer from this sort of thing. <br /><br />After years of fertility treatments that we decide to end as we're still not pregnant and to hell with any more probing and poking that will settle for life without a little scamp. Then suddenly after we've given up we wake to find that after spending thousands of dollars to try to trick a pregnancy into reality we've gotten ourselves pregnant the good old fashioned way! In any event we go through a fantasy state of existence for nine full months, telling ourselves we don't mind how long the damn pregnancy is since we found out so early and we will appreciate every moment of it as the Gods blessed us with this Very Special Miracle That Wasn't Supposed to Occur. Baby is born. Baby is perfect. Life settles down. <br /><br />Suddenly we are not a good looking cute 40 any longer. We're 44 and tired as hell. We could go back to work but we've no earning potential, don't want to work for idiots half our age and sort of like having so much free time. <br /><br />We acquire hobbies and passtimes in the interim diving the days we were trying to be Mommies and the current calander month that shows we've been a Mommy for a few years... <br /><br />One of mine is learning about the day to day lives of those who live in other countries. At times I have days about as appealing as the meals you've served to you. That endless string of cake-like stuff floating in yellow slime is akin to my dashing up and down the basement stairs to perform the task of laundress. Those thousands of peas? Those are the odd little dust bunnies that float over our hardwood- a gift from the New Area Rug Gods and Pottery Barn. <br /><br />Today when I learned about the Ploughman's, I felt I'm certain quite the way you do when you sweet wife shows up with that salmon bagel for you. My day made sense, something made me smile beside my adorable boy saying something incredible for his 3 years. For a moment I felt like a world traveler!<br /><br />So thank you!<br /><br />And mend quickly!<br /><br />:)The Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12456940520610522518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-78623022078905506912009-11-06T22:49:22.297+00:002009-11-06T22:49:22.297+00:00When I said mobile I mean about a dozen steps in e...When I said mobile I mean about a dozen steps in extreme pain on a Zimmer frame. I think the cafeteria downstairs is going to be a while away yet. It is pure agony but I'm hoping it will get easier.Traction Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14130413914192627361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-36852031433517103952009-11-06T22:40:40.572+00:002009-11-06T22:40:40.572+00:00well at least your ambulatory. any chance of makin...well at least your ambulatory. any chance of making a break for the cafeteria ?<br /><br />and happy to hear your getting better at least you will be home for christmas .<br /><br /><br />rhonda,usaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-68330633439524393082009-11-06T22:32:15.891+00:002009-11-06T22:32:15.891+00:00There is rice on offer but usually comes with mush...There is rice on offer but usually comes with mushroom stroganoff. Frankly I'd rather have plutonium porridge on my basmati than I would that vile concoction!Traction Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14130413914192627361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-19884720535449313472009-11-06T22:25:47.782+00:002009-11-06T22:25:47.782+00:00Many thanks for the little gastronomic tour. We ...Many thanks for the little gastronomic tour. We had Chicken Kievs (properly nice from Waitrose) with stir fry (including a few peas but plenty of other veg!) and rice. I wonder why rice hardly ever features on the menu? Too difficult to get right? Or are the dishes it comes with just too unappetising?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-82882484324625919192009-11-06T22:06:11.553+00:002009-11-06T22:06:11.553+00:00I needed a good laugh tonight after a day of work,...I needed a good laugh tonight after a day of work, and you have certainly given me something to laugh at tonight! Hope Mrs Non traction man brings in some decent offerings tomorrowbonnienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-2072612510695065052009-11-06T21:37:29.625+00:002009-11-06T21:37:29.625+00:00EEwwww..... Swamp soup....pre- pubesent egg nog pi...EEwwww..... Swamp soup....pre- pubesent egg nog pie and if you tilt your head to the right , you can see shapes of faces smiling on the dessert.... or is it a piece of old foam from a visitors seat in the waiting room cleverly disguised with the yellow bile ?<br /><br />Ness..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-77329501488653828712009-11-06T21:18:29.309+00:002009-11-06T21:18:29.309+00:00Swede is known as turnip in Scotland. As a child ...Swede is known as turnip in Scotland. As a child growing up there, at Hallow'een, we used to hollow them out, carve them into lanterns and place a candle inside. The smell was unbelievable! It is still the most sensible use I know for the swede/rutabaga/turnip.<br /><br />Sorry about your dinner; that quiche looks truly horrendous.<br /><br />binlidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-9052369330567064222009-11-06T20:17:37.493+00:002009-11-06T20:17:37.493+00:00anything with a pastry in hospital is lethal.
Bett...anything with a pastry in hospital is lethal.<br />Betty<br />CanadaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-52026830233472167412009-11-06T20:01:35.589+00:002009-11-06T20:01:35.589+00:00Dinner doesn't look too great. Your write-up h...Dinner doesn't look too great. Your write-up however, was very entertaining. I've missed your last few posts as I've been on my hols but I'll check out what I've missed later. It may not have been wise to tick the box for quiche but you'll know next time that there was a reason you kept choosing the cottage pie!impoftheyardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06809983969842330840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-53361287624009865912009-11-06T19:26:09.197+00:002009-11-06T19:26:09.197+00:00Plato said...
Urgh - that main course looks so dry...Plato said...<br />Urgh - that main course looks so dry and tasteless. My sympathies.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3835152205968344114.post-37774482980257949142009-11-06T19:25:14.105+00:002009-11-06T19:25:14.105+00:00Sarah - London said...
Good evening ETM - your sup...Sarah - London said...<br />Good evening ETM - your supper is indeed truly gross! But I am still on a high from a previous post when you state "Sarah is right" - now please e-mail the husband and let him know where he is constantly going wrong. As to this evening's choices - yep you have been a little stoopid ......... Hey - tough love! Cats' MotherAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com