Easily Amused
I forgot I’d taken these pictures a couple weeks ago.
We were walking across the Pleasant Street Bridge when I noticed chalk marks on the wall over to the left.
I forgot I’d taken these pictures a couple weeks ago.
We were walking across the Pleasant Street Bridge when I noticed chalk marks on the wall over to the left.
I seem to have done something not good to my ankle, so we walked slowly around campus today, because the weather was too beautiful to stay inside.
This may have been a mistake, but at least I enjoyed the walk.
This has absolutely no redeeming nutritional value. And I don’t think I care in the slightest. The original receipe called for peanuts, but I never have peanuts on hand. Plus, I really like walnuts. They also called for semi-sweet chocolate chips, but I only have bittersweet chips. Plus, I like bittersweet chocolate. It also wanted me to melt the caramel candies with water, but I’m too lazy for that, so I used caramel sauce (not caramel “flavored” sauce!)
Crust
16 Oreos
4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
Filling
1 cup bittersweet chocolate chips
7 oz marshmallow creme
4 ounces neufchatel cheese, softened
1/2 cup heavy cream
1/2 cup peanut butter
2 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
1 tablespoon caramel topping
6 ounces caramel topping
1/2 cup walnuts, chopped
In May, it will have been two years since I broke my ankle. I have to say, that was one of the lousiest six week periods of my life: I broke my ankle, Michael’s Grandmother died, and Grandmom broke her femur. On the other hand, Jules and Lily were born during that period, so perhaps it wasn’t all horrible.
Last year, I adjusted my walking goal to try to get 8000 steps a day, and often didn’t make that. This year, I decided that I’d get back to aiming for a minimum of 10k steps five days a week, and try for more than that. Which I’ve been doing.
This past week, Michael and I started walking around the stadium area in the evenings, but I noticed that when going down hills, the bones in my ankle were occasionally grinding. So we rearranged our route to walk down the stairs and up the hill.
Last night as we were walking around town, I realized that the reason my ankle was grinding was because I was walking on the outside of my foot. Then I realized the reason I was walking on the outside of my foot was because walking normally was uncomfortable. Painful even.
Apparently my ankle isn’t 100% even now, so I’ll be cutting back on the steep hills, try to pay more attention to how I’m walking, and get off my damned feet at the end of the day.
Bah humbug.
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