Small Thoughts for Small Minds

A couple of weeks ago, as I was pulling out some spices for whatever I was cooking for dinner, I noticed a little bag of crystallized ginger. It was left over from a desert that I had made quite some time ago. (Chopped up some toasted almonds and the crystallized ginger and mixed it with some vanilla ice cream, which was served with some pears that were poached with spices in my sweet mead (with a reduction of the mead over top).)

It got me thinking, "What should I do with this stuff?"

I spent a few minutes on the innerweb looking for interesting recipes. I found a couple that seemed like they might be tasty. The first one that I made was chicken crusted with crystallized ginger and pistachios. The second, which I made on Tuesday, was chicken with peaches and crystallized ginger. Very simple, but (despite the simplicity) surprisingly good. (After the chicken was cooked, I took out the chicken, lemons & peaches and reduced the liquid some, adding a bit of corn starch to thicken it…)

To accompany it, I made rice cooked with garlic powder and the remainder of the crystallized ginger. The peach sauce was very good over the rice…

Oh yeah, with some veggies as well. Gotta have the veggies…

Dyson has been struggling with learning to read. Since Kel is currently "between jobs", she’s been working with Dyson every day after school. (I blame his school more than I blame him - I was unhappy with how little they worked with him on reading last year…)

Last week, Kel was talking to Dyson’s teacher and she said that maybe Dyson was "mildly" dyslexic and/or ADD. His teacher told Kel that, even though the kids go to a private school, we can get Dyson tested at the county school system (since we pay county taxes after all). Before doing that, we had to have a current physical checkup. As such, Dyson went to the doctor today.

He was very concerned about getting a shot. Obsessed with it. Constantly talking about how he did NOT want to get a shot…

While we were in the examining room, Dyson got bored quickly (I don’t know why I never think to bring some of his toys…) He decided that he wasn’t going to get a shot and he hide under the examining table. (Just being silly…)

Once I pulled out my camera, the clowning was notched up a level…

Here is the terror:

Here is the resignation to his fate:

Luckily they had the nose-spray version of the flu vaccine. He was happy in the end.

Now to get the testing…

Personally, I think he’s fine.

Apparently, on Oprah the other day, they said that women have a larger portion of the part of the brain that is devoted to worrying then men have. Kel’s seems to be especially well developed…