Meal Prep Sunday

Sunday. More of the same. Breakfast, coffee, news, meds. I am here. I am awake. I am alive. Take nothing for granted. I’ll be ready now. I know my time isn’t long, but I’ll be ready when my train pulls in. I listen to this song every day. I love Gary Clark Jr. It keeps everything in perspective. Time is short. Be ready for anything. Keep family and friends close. Love hard and love often, and love all.

I watched the Imola F1 race this morning. Max took the lead at turn 1 and held it all race. What a performance, what a drive. To hold off those McLaren boys was a feat in itself. Red Bull brought the upgrades and dominated. At one point, we were ahead by 15-16 seconds. Then a safety car leveled it all out at the end. A sprint finish to the end. Amazing to hear that Dutch national anthem again. It’s odd not hearing it every race. I’m really proud of Oracle Red Bull Racing winning their 400th race this weekend.

I made a turkey sandwich for lunch today. I ordered a small Costco order for the week and some Amazon Fresh as well. It appears they may have mislabeled a bag, and we received someone else’s groceries: Cold Brew 2x, carrot juice, goat milk, salad, and enchiladas. I got ahold of Amazon, and they processed a credit for us. We were missing some apples, blue cheese, Swiss, and some zero sugar peanut butter cups. We gave the cold brew and the goat milk to my brother and sister-in-law across the street. I’m just happy with my K-Cup coffee. I’ve never had cold brew, and I probably won’t try it.

We made egg bites today for the next couple of weeks. I dropped one egg on the floor. What a mess. It slipped out of my hand as I was cracking 42 eggs. Not a big deal. We have such a system to this prep now. I had the Ninja multicooker going as well as a steam pan on the stove to save time. We can cook two trays at once this way, and the stovetop is much faster and looks to produce a fluffier egg.

After the egg bite prep, I was exhausted. I came in and took a 45-minute nap while my wife talked to one of her friends in Tennessee. She’s such a calming soul, my wife’s friend. It’s nice to hear them talk and reminisce.

I’m sitting here typing, and my baby Chip came to watch over me. He can be the best boy and the worst boy. Right now, he is the best, Jerry. The best!

Thank you for stopping by
~Bruce