I can cook many things. I don't consider myself a gourmet cook by any means. But I can throw something together that I will receive requests for over and over. Together, Krl and I are much better cooks than alone.

This morning I learned that I know basically nothing about dry cereal. I have never been a dry cereal guy. Growing up, I would eat the occasional bowl of grape nuts, but when it came to any of the "flake family" count me out! Any bowl of cereal you saw me with, you could add in a half gallon of milk and a bag of sugar. O.K., I like a little fiber with my daily cow nectar and sugar rush!

Let me preface the story.

Last evening when I got home, I showered and put on my jogs. Krl briefed me telling me what she was thinking for supper. Omelets. Now I am the official omelet cooker of record. Krl will cut up and assemble all the essential elements, but I cook them. Believe it or not, it is an acquired skill.

Krl diced ham, bell pepper, onion, and tomato, browned them in a small skillet and set them aside for when I called for them. We blended some eggs, milk, salt and pepper with a small amount of butter, poured the mixture into the omelet pan and I began my technique. Shortly we dumped in all of Krl's diced mixture and topped it with a generous helping of cheese, before I combined the two sides of the giant omelet. Krl did Texas toast and we split the big omelet. By the way it was gorgeous and delicious!

Crazy thing about me is that ham doesn't keep me filled for very long. This morning I woke, quite hungry. My first inkling was for oatmeal. Then for crumbled cornbread and milk. I decided oatmeal wasn't worth the trouble and wait, and look as I might I couldn't find any left over cornbread.

Then I spied a box of Krl's cereal. At the seasonal jobsite I would sometimes snack on a handful of it, but I never wanted to indulge in a bowl of it.

I must have had a weak moment this morning.

I grabbed a bowl, grabbed the cereal and poured. Generously. Then I retrieved the milk. Needless to say, I ended up with too generous portions of both milk and cereal. At least the milk didn't escape over the edge, but that didn't go for the cereal that was "floating" up and over.

Any how, I will know for future reference.

I go in today for pre-registration and blood work. Tomorrow I am scheduled for a procedure. Actually this is a repeat of last year. Last year the doctor removed three large lipomas from my back and shoulders. The largest of which was four and a half inches by nine inches. I had several small ones remaining and was supposed to go in to have them done later in the summer. This never happened. So tomorrow we are taking out between nine and fourteen I believe. I am anticipating a good report and hope that I will be recovered sufficiently for our upcoming trip. These little fibroid cysts have just become very uncomfortable. So if I don't post the next couple of days, don't be alarmed.

I have found myself trying to tie up loose ends.

Yesterday I went to K.O.'s and began dismantling the project. I needed to know where what happened happened and try to see what repairs would be required. After removing batteries and tool boxes, it all occurred where I though it had. Now K.O. and I are discussing how deep to go in fixing it. I feel like I am going to be imposing because most of the work is going to fall in his lap due to my surgery. He would like to make an engine change to the diesel and hydrostatic set up (I bought four of these this past spring) along with the cab. I am afraid this would be a major project. My first inclination is to put it back the way it was. Second is to put the diesel and hydrostatic in with no cab. Third is to bring the project back to level, put in the diesel and hydrostatic and the cab.

We have ten weeks to make the changes. I'm going to miss three of them convalescing.

Well, I had better get. I feel the sudden urge to go and let some nurse poke me with a sharp object!

Have a day!

FATHER, I pray for good results. I pray for a successful surgery. I ask for YOUR gifts of healing for me.