Hey everybody! No I didn’t drop off the face of the earth. What happens when you forget your password, and all your friends disappear that can fix it?? – no blogging.
I finally remembered. I wrote it down backwards, just to be cute and not let anybody in, but the only person who didn’t get in was me!
I am back online, but my arm is bothering me so much I shouldn’t be on here anyway. I probably over did it yesterday. I am healing up just fine and getting out, but the darn arm is giving me grief. It swells up.
I am not suppose to lift anything heavy yet. So, I got a turkey and it was in the refrigerator after I rolled it across the floor, and used a lever to roll it up on the first shelf. Well the expiration date was the 27th so, I had to cook it. Now, how am I suppose to get it into the pan? I figured it would fit in a 8 x 13 cake pan. Obviously it has been awhile since I cooked a turkey. Good news is, it went into the pan. Bad news was this turkey was full of juice. Bad news: oven is a mess!
I got the pan ready and set it on a towel in front of the refrigerator. I was not going to lift the bird. I rolled it out of the refrigerator with a thud onto a towel in front of the door. I next cut the bag open with a knife only to be flooded with turkey blood and crap all over the floor. Thank God for dogs! LOL. When I finally wrestled it into the pan, salted it, and didn’t add any liquids yet; the turkey was ready. Ready for somebody to lift it two feet off the ground. I tested it with my right arm. Hmmmm, not to bad. How long could this take? How could I walk it up a board into the oven? Would the dog do it? Nope, not if I wanted anything left. What neighbor could be found? None.
Could I cut the turkey in two? No, I only have the right arm and it isn’t strong enough. sun beach….. Okay, I decided to give it a go. First I made sure I was right by the oven door that was open, and the oven was hot. (This probably wasn’t necessary because I felt like a sauna after it was all over….actually it felt good). I picked it up and set it on a short step stool I have. Half way there, we are looking good! Rest a minute. Lift. SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Turkey was in the oven. No stuffing but hey, I got the bird in.
Later when the bird was done, the pan was full. Way to heavy for me to take out all together, but I gently pulled the bird apart and put it in small heaps on a bunch of different little plates. It was so good and me and the dogs had turkey for dinner (and for days I do imagine).
Tomorrow is turkey soup day. Things are looking up. I can conquer all kinds of tasks!