Weary Wings

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

It's been a while...

It's been some time since I posted on here. I haven't forgotten you all but it just seems that when I have something important to blog, I have no time to blog it. Such is life.

School has started again. At least for the older boys. Oddly, I have two high schoolers but a two different high schools. We are zoned for a new school that just opened but it opened with only 9th and 10th grade so, although my 9th grader is going there, my 11th grader will stay at the other high school. It's been interesting as they are both involved in their own activities and we are doing a lot of running around to get them back and forth. However, I am glad they are involved so I don't mind too much.

Ephram starts preschool tomorrow which means I will start working regular hours again. I am looking forward to the routine and getting more experience in the law office. I am still enjoying that a ton and looking forward to learning more as I go.

We have been cooking a lot, as usual. It's a bonding time for us here. Although school has taken over my dining room table so we do most of our eating picnic style on the living room floor. We do manage to turn the TV off so there's at least that but I need to get more organized so we can be back at the table regularly again. I am not sure what will inspire me this weekend but if I remember too, I will share it with you all.

I am enjoying school although it is more challenging than I expected. And staying at home for the last 4 years has not really done much for my writing skills. I am getting back into the groove though.

We have a had peaceful season around here. It's been nice but I tend to get more and more anxious the longer the calm goes on. Something about not really believing that things will stay that way I guess. It's been good though and I think I am learning to talk more about the emotional roller coaster I tend to live on rather than letting those emotions take me for a ride. Keep this in your prayers as I long to grow in this area more and more.

That's all for now. Drop me a comment if you want and let me know how things are going for you. I would love to hear!

Monday, August 16, 2010

Eating More Than Praying...

So the other night James and I had a date. I hadn't realized how long it had been until we started planning it. Then I thought, "This. Date. Must. Happen." And, it did.

We went to see the movie, "Eat, Pray, Love." I admit, I liked it for all it's dysfunctional chic flickiness and pretty much ignored what I didn't like. Isn't that what we all do. Or should do...maybe.

Anyhow, what I did like was the emphasis on food and how we can use that to learn to enjoy life more. I just don't think we do that as a culture here in America. I didn't learn to be a foodie from all the times my grandparents took me to dinner at Denny's, no. And don't get me wrong, I cherish those memories with them, but, not for the food. It was in the kitchen of friends and in the restaurants of Monterey Peninsula that I developed a longing for food that did more than stuff me. I wanted it to taste GOOD! Really good.

So, one scene in the film spends a lot of time chronicling an experience with pasta. It made me hungry. I could taste and smell it from watching and I am certain that is what the director was going for. I wanted that damn pasts. And get this, I don't generally crave pasta. Never. I crave things like cheese. And beef.

Well, this pasts sent me on a mission to create what I thought I saw on screen. I started with some olive oil. Tossed in a chopped onion, some chopped carrots and celery along with some garlic and cooked the veggies down. Oh yeah, I had already cooked about a pound of chicken breast in onion and garlic and put it to the side.

Once the veggies were cooked through, I poured in some simple canned tomato sauce and added salt, pepper, rosemary, parsley, and oregano. I waited til the end to add the chicken and some fresh basil from the planter on my porch.

I cooked the pasta perfectly al dente and tossed it all together with the sauce. I added some fresh Italian cheese on the top and it was wonderful. (I can't remember the name of the cheese and don't want to go look to tell you what it was, sorry.)

All this brings me back to how I am feeling tonight. Besides the food, a little more full. A good meal will do that you know. make you feel rich when the numbers say you're poor. Make you feel grateful when otherwise you might've sulked. I don't need to sulk anymore than I do. I am grateful, for a good meal, and a good life.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Heartache for my Friend

I wish I was eloquent enough to do justice to this issue. Until I am I will just refer you to my friend Elissa's blog. She is experiencing this injustice firsthand and can best speak to it.


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