I know, you‘re all sick of my telling you it’s too hot to cook and keeping things as simple as could be-but this is what happens as you reach the time in life where decade #6 is around a very close corner.

The monsoons have finally arrived here in AZ-making this past week not just hot but sticky humid.  Nothing defines it better than saying the temps are 108 but because of the rains it feels more like 115.

Except for the sweating and feeling as if I’d like to live in the shower, who knows the dif between 108 and 115???

Plus, the humidity does nothing good for my various chronic health problems.

So while I was able to ditch cooking last night in order to go down the block to Adam and Sam’s to celebrate Jackson’s 3rd birthday-tonight I’m only using the stove and making:

Grilled ahi tuna steaks, glazed carrots with agave and cinnamon and rounding it out with high fiber rotini with just a hint of evoo and minced garlic.  I’m also cooking the pasta in chicken broth.

For the next week I’m just a tad busy:  the normal water aerobics and one 6 a.m. walk, (I usually do 2 but I’m starting my gel injections on my worst knee Wednesday and have been told to rest and ice for 48 hours), going down to the kids house to feed their 2 cats twice a day, hosting Lily my grand-pup for the week, seeing the rheumy tomorrow and, of course, I have the boys after school Wednesday and Thursday.

Cooking?  I’ll figure it out once I get to the market after my doctor’s appointment tomorrow afternoon.  Nothing major as I really do need DH’s help with the shopping.

I’m putting dh in charge of at least Weds. dinner as I have a feeling I’ll be sitting with my leg up and having ice packs handed to me.

And now, back to my normal Sunday afternoon routine of petting my fur babies.