Or rather, one double-yoked egg. This is one of the first eggs laid by Mum’s newest additions to her flock – it was so tiny and cute that I had to take a picture.
I’m frying it up in the grease left from cooking one of Dad’s homemade sausage (made from one of his homegrown Natural Farmed pig). Both the egg and the sausage went on toasted homemade sourdough bread where it was joined by part of a homegrown avocado (and some store-bought cheese and mustard). This healthy, quick, easy, filling breakfast keeps me going all day at my apprenticeship — along with my own version of a meal-replacing drink: coconut water, coconut milk, whey powder, with cinnamon, ginger, and turmeric for the extra tastiness and healthiness.
Alright, here’s my update for the past half a week. I’ve been kinda busy, and I’ve also been struggling with motivation to do anything but curl up and read during my time off, so I’ve gotten a little behind with my updates — but at least I’ve still kept taking pictures every day!
First up, last Saturday…
As mentioned in this post, I’ve been working on an art piece project that involved wrapping bones in copper wire. I finished this step on Saturday night, while my parents watched the movie “Australia”.
Then on Sunday…
…I did a Massage Day for my Mum’s friends. Each person who signed up got a half hour slot for a personalized chair massage, tailored to their needs and preferences. I set up in the empty bedroom of my parents’ vacation rental, played relaxing music, and used a special aromatherapy blend of my own creation, featuring rose, jasmine, and lavender. The result was seven very happy relaxed people, a full tip-jar, and plans for the next Massage Day.
On to Monday…
Back to work — actually on my way home — where even in paradise you end up sitting in traffic. Luckily, thanks to the shorter hours I have for my apprenticeship, I manage to avoid most of the heavy rush hours.
And lastly, today…
Not really anything specific for today, just thought it made a cool picture. These are the husks of the poha berries. Poha berries are tart and yummy, full of antioxidants like vitamin C. We ‘pop’ them out of their husks as we eat them, and then either let the husks biodegrade into soil on the ground, or toss them to the chickens with the food scraps from the kitchen. Or in this case, we just toss them into a planter on the screen-porch whose plant has died.
Friday was another fairly typical work day. I did about three hours of sports massage on five college athletes — four of them with tightness/soreness in the low back (all of whom felt much better when I was finished), and the fifth a regular who is recovering from knee surgery, just started playing on the team again, and always requests me for massage because she likes my style best.
This is one of the signs hanging outside the door of the Athletic Trainers dept. It makes me smile every time I pass it, because I think most of the college freshmen who end up spending much time in that room soon take the sign to be literal… The trainers don’t cut anyone any slack in their recovery and rehab, and if you get yourself in trouble by not following orders, you get called on it for the rest of the season.
When the students have been there a year or two, then they start to get the hang of how things work, and realize that everything is for a purpose, and that purpose in their best interest. The trainers really do care about them, but time and experience have giving them a sense of humor that takes getting use to. Once the mental adjustments are made and the filter of ‘tough love’ applied, the trainers are actually quite funny and fun to be around, and most of the hard time they give the athletes is good-natured, apart from when it’s warranted.
And all of them are a rich mine of information about everything related to their field, which makes me a very lucky massage apprentice indeed.
I really have no excuse for why I didn’t post anything on Thursday, except that I didn’t get around to taking a picture until shortly before bedtime. I kept putting it off in case I did anything interesting. I didn’t, which is why you get a picture of me on my computer.
Ah well, we all need a day off now and then!
So after a long day back at my apprenticeship — four hours of massage followed by five minutes of soaking my hands in ice water — I got home just in time to get ready for dinner and game night at my parents’ friends’ house. As usual, it was good food, good company, and a lot of laughter. The game part of the night is really just an excuse, although I did win the last round of Ten Thousand!
I think this was my most ambitious dinner ever. I’d never attempted stuffed onions before, but being part of an onion-loving family, once I saw the recipe it was only a matter of time…
I bemused my parents by spontaneously declaring in the middle of making it: “Onions are weird.”. But I stand by that statement, and if anyone has tried coring a boiled onion, they should agree with me!
To make the stuffing, I used sausage and smoked bacon from my Dad’s pigs, fresh spinach, the middle of the onion (chopped up), leftover homemade cornbread, and fresh raw milk. If I ever make it again, I’ll add mushrooms.
For the two side dishes, I made mashed root vegetables (parsnips, turnips, carrots, and daikon), and marinated cucumbers in rice vinegar.
My parents both assure me everything tasted fantastic!
Last night I got a text that I didn’t have to work on Monday after all. With a bonus day off, I decided that after I finished running errands, I was going to take advantage of the lovely weather and take part of my usual workout to the park by the ocean (which is off to the right of this frame) instead of doing it at home.
I ran laps weaving in and out of the two rows of palm trees, and between each lap I stopped and did sit-ups, push-ups, and squats. Three reps in less than 15 minutes – already I’m seeing improvement in my strength and speed since I started working out again in December. Then I ran around the park some more, just because. I took some pictures, then headed home to finish my workout.
I love running in the park as opposed to on the road like I usually end up doing. It’s not just that the softer impact of the grass provide less stress on my joints or that the dirt provides better traction for my running shoes or that the scenery is better. It’s not only that I have more fun when I can stop and do some reps between laps, and end up pushing myself even more because I’m having such a good time. It’s also because the unevenness of the ground — especially when weaving through the palm trees or going across the rocks by the ocean cliff — challenges me to engage more of my muscles and body to keep up the momentum and maintain balance, and is far more stimulating to my brain with having to make constant and instant adjustments.
Day off well spent!