Really?

I got an early Christmas gift from my doctor yesterday.   They were calling me to inform me of the results of my physical.  The verdict?   Elevated cholesterol again.  It was up last year, too.  The doctor told me if it was up this time, she was going to put me on the cholesterol medication.  Apparently I don't get enough vitamin D either, so I get to take a prescription dose of that again for two months and then I get jabbed again to have that checked.

Really?  That phone call couldn't wait until Monday?

 I was getting ready to bake Gingerbread men.  After that, I was going to make two batches of divinity.  One for me and one for me and the immigrant to share.  I did make some cookies I managed not to burn using the cookie press.  The first ingredient in those cookies was a half a pound of butter.  They're soooo good!

On Saturday, for Christmas dinner, there will be prime rib, garlic mashed potatoes, and veggies.  I'm still deciding about dessert but I have the stuff to make a tiramisu, except for the lady fingers.  That thing is nothing but bad for you (but it tastes OOOHHH so good!)  That's like a zillion calories and a trillion grams of fat in just one meal.  That's not counting prime rib and eggs the next day and prime rib sandwiches for dinner the next night.  You can't eat a prime rib sandwich without a lot of horseradish sauce on it and steak fries on the side!

I was going to make that really good dip with spinach and knorr soup mix.  You know the one that calls for mayonnaise and sour cream?  The one you can eat by the spoonful because it's so good?  You know the one I can't HAVE anymore?

And what about this little holiday tradition?  Hot buttered rums.  Farr's in Ogden makes a Tom & Jerry mix that's good for a hot buttered rum mix, too (just different liquor in the two drinks).  Do you know how bad that stuff is for you?  The Tom & Jerry mix isn't good for you, either!

Great.  The temporary chef here at Lark Circle Farm is from the midwest.  She can't make toast without using three tablespoons of grease.  I don't mean Crisco, either... Miss June's old school... she hoards bacon grease!  Everything we eat is fried first, then maybe baked after that.  I'm just as bad a cook.  My primary ingredient is cheese.  In it, on it, as a snack, or as a meal.  When I make lasagna, it costs me about $50 to put one together.  $40 of it is cheese.  Five different kinds of cheese in my lasagna...ricotta, mozzarella, romano, parmesan, and a little colby-jack just for color.

I get no sympathy, either.  I tell this story to the wife and she laughs at me and calls me old.  I don't look old.  I sure don't think old.  So, I move like the tin man in the mornings.  Sure I have a standing prescription for Ibuprofen 800s that I need some days to bend my right knee properly.  So I creak like floorboards in an old house when I walk.  Doesn't everyone?

So today, instead of a quiet day at home, I get to make the trek to Walgreen's to pick up my Christmas present from my doctor.  Who knows, maybe the pills come in festive holiday colors.

On a serious note:

The Christmas Eve service at First Baptist in Ogden is at 7:00 p.m.  Again if you're free, I'd love to see you at church this evening.   Christmas is a celebration of the birth of the One who lived the most significant life on the face of this planet.  It's all about Christ.  I hope you can find time in your celebration to attend a worship service to acknowledge that life.  I pray that all my friends can accept the gift of Salvation and eternal life he offers each of us.

Merry Christmas,

Coop

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