Tasty Tuesday – NBA Playoffs and Food Prep – My Kind of Night

Hey It’s Jet Here.

Thanks to Sugar and Kol for initiating Tasty Tuesdays, today is our fourth participating post!

Oh wow, last night was tasty indeed.  Normally, Mom and I would prefer to watch the NBA Playoffs while cuddling on our favorite part of the couch, however, as you know, Mom is in the midst of a super busy stretch.  When Mom clicked on the family room TV, I assumed the couch position, except Mom walked over to the kitchen.

She began pulling out bags of stuff from the fridge, her favorite chopping cleaver, and her favorite cutting board, making quite a ruckus.  My body felt conflicted; my nose wanted to go to the kitchen while my ears and eyes wanted to stay on the couch.

My nose won and off I trotted into the kitchen to sit politely beside Mom as she prepared for her University of Miami Med School diabetic support class.  She mentioned to JJ and I that her class would celebrate Cinco de Mayo on Uno de Mayo!  Mom prepped the veggies for: Fresh Homemade Guacamole, Veggie Salsa and Baja Fish Tacos while the Miami Heat played the NY Knicks.  Now Mom grew up with the Knicks and always feels a tad conflicted when the two teams play.  Bottom line: We’re a Miami Heat family!

First quarter: Uh, we missed this one because of our evening constitutional.

Second Quarter:

Green peppers... yum...

Red peppers - always makes us think of Koko...

Cilantro and garlic...

Halftime Report:

lots of tomatoes...

Third Quarter:

onions and zucchini...

more tomatoes and leeks...

Fourth Quarter:

ciilantro and scallions...

red jalapenos and more garlic...

Here’s the Veggie Salsa recipe. (You can feed tidbits of everything EXCEPT: the onions, scallions and leeks to your K9s as you prepare, like Mom did.)

Another great, Heat up 2-0, day.


3:45 a.m. – Great time for Snuggles!

Hey, it’s Jet Here.

As you may have deduced (vocabulary building word), Mom’s running a deficit in the sleep department.  She fell asleep early last night after watching the Miami Heat claim victory over her childhood team, The New York Knicks.  I matched the Heat jersey colors perfectly last night showing my solidarity with DWade, LeBron, Chris Bosch, and the guys. JJ and I let her sleep instead of waking her for our “before bed tank emptying.”  The downside of that decision – we wake up earlier than usual.

Mom and I woke up, (Ok, I might have helped her wake up just a little) at 3:45 a.m.  She keeps her old cell phone on the bedside table to use as an alarm clock, since her alarm clock mysteriously fell to the ground one too many times.

When Mom wants us to know it’s too early to rise, she turns on her side and slides her pillow off her sleeping wedge.  I take my cue and reposition myself.  I look like one side of a human “unibrow” with my head meeting Mom’s on her pillow.  With her eyes closed, she pets my fur and massages one side of my head, cupping her hand behind my ear.  Oh, that feels really good.  I lick her resting hand to show my appreciation. (the picture is not me or my our bed, gives you an idea though…)

After a while, I reposition again; I look like the filling to a reverse Capital “C”.  Mom can reach my belly this way and I can reach her extended left arm to lick and show my appreciation.  The last reposition ends in spooning; with Mom generously sharing her pillow with me.  By 4:17 a.m. Mom surrendered to the hope of falling back to sleep, turned on the tv to watch the end of this show called Project Runway and then watched Private Practice, which she completely slept through last night.

At 5:19 a.m., JJ and I flanked Mom like plane wings while she took dictation for this post.  We started to nudge her for breakfast eleven minutes to 6:00 a.m., even though the post reflects off the monitor incomplete.  We’ll give her a few more minutes!

Another great and early start to the day.


Hey, It’s Jet Here.

Mom told me she listened to this human named Marv Alpert call the NY Knicks’ games on the radio as a young girl.  If you’ve read my posts for a while, you know Mom LOVES basketball.  Now, this Marv Alpert guy calls games for the whole NBA on television.  In sports, commentators become famous for certain phrases they say during games.  Mr. Marv loves to say YESSSSS! when a player makes an outstanding play or shot.  Here’s a link so you can listen and know what Mom’s talking about.

Tonight, Mom, JJ and I headed out for our evening constitutional.  As you know, I’ve struggled to complete my evening walks.  My courage meter quivered over the last week and a half for a few different reasons:  the booms, the neighbor’s car door, the sirens, the helicopters and other assorted sonar experiences.  We tried taking our left square route, which I have refused to follow of late.

I felt good.  I emptied my tank here and there, did two solid businesses reminding everyone Jet Was Here and practiced my trot and swagger.  Mom said “Uh uh” in her deep, “I’m serious” voice twice along the way when I started to hesitate and assume my, “I’m not budging stance.”  Otherwise, we pleasantly passed familiar houses and lawns.

As we rounded the corner on our street, Mom heard Mr. Marv’s voice say YESSSSS! in her mind and knew that I would share the same feeling of accomplishment.

Another great, “YESSSS I did it!” day.