{"id":8228,"date":"2014-12-23T06:08:45","date_gmt":"2014-12-23T11:08:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=8228"},"modified":"2014-12-23T06:08:45","modified_gmt":"2014-12-23T11:08:45","slug":"quietude","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=8228","title":{"rendered":"Quietude"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>These days leading up to Christmas find me at home.  Off work on leave.  I have been busy, though, but different from the usual hustle-and-bustle of work-work-work and community caring activities with my senior pals.  I find myself engaged mostly in&#8230;<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\n&#8230;cooking.  My mother-in-law is visiting, and she seems always to be eating or waiting at the table for her next meal.  I have never observed an 85-year-old woman eat as much as she does.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday morning, I prepared an egg-and-cheese casserole.  According to the recipe, it was enough for six.  Nope&#8230; not with my M-I-L.  She ate half, just for breakfast!  And she ate a waffle, too.<\/p>\n<p>Mid-morning, I baked a cake for her to have for dessert with dinner.  I frosted the cake and put it in a cake keeper.  I went out in the middle of the day to visit a friend at an up-county fire station to make a plan for a large community event next spring.  <\/p>\n<p>Aside &#8212; when I returned home, my mother-in-law asked me where I had been, and I told her that I was meeting with a friend. I must have used a female pronoun (my friend is a woman)&#8230; then the MIL asked me, &#8220;is she married?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My response was one of incredulity.  &#8220;Does it matter?&#8221;  I didn&#8217;t answer her question because it really isn&#8217;t any of her business.  Why does she care if I meet with someone who is married or not?  Would she ask me that question if the meeting were with a guy?  Sheesh&#8230; I just don&#8217;t get it.<\/p>\n<p>But back to the home quietude&#8230; Later, I prepared dinner &#8212; baked rigatoni &#8212; and again a meal enough for six was consumed in a double quantity.<\/p>\n<p>Then she asked, &#8220;what&#8217;s for dessert?&#8221;  I opened the cake keeper and discovered that half of the cake was gone.  &#8220;Who ate all this cake?  &#8230; my spouse said, &#8220;Mom ate it for lunch.&#8221;  Along with a huge ham-and-cheese sub that I made for her to eat while I was out.<\/p>\n<p>While I am not looking forward to it, I&#8217;m going to have to make a run to the grocery store today.  I have two more guests arriving later &#8212; my brother and his wife &#8212; and I have to triple the supply of food that we have on hand to ensure that we have enough for everyone at our table.  <\/p>\n<p>I have not had time to do anything else during my &#8220;Christmas staycation.&#8221;  I was hoping to get some stuff done for my hobby website and other end-of-year activities.  But that is not going to happen while the MIL is here.<\/p>\n<p>Oh well, at least the spouse finds this all amusing and is trying to help care for her while she&#8217;s here.  I hope at least to have a little time to go with my brother to visit family, instead of always be cooking.  Fa cosi sia.  Such is life.<\/p>\n<p>Life is short:  if eating my cooking makes her happy, and making her happy makes my spouse happy, then happiness reigns.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>These days leading up to Christmas find me at home. Off work on leave. 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