Thursday, December 31, 2015

Ideas and Challenges

I signed up for online newsletter from Chef Rick Bayless and I am going to try to cook his weekly recipe. 52 weeks of tacos. 

I have many cookbooks. I am going to cook five recipes from each one.  If there aren't five worth trying, I don't need to own it. Sounds a bit silly, but I love to cook and try new things. I like the challenge of it. I also hope to teach my girls to cook recipes they want to learn in the process. One side note challenge, I really want to master Rye Bread.


I have a lot of cookbooks.  Not sure if it will take more than a year, but five from each book is the goal.  

I am toying around with the idea of writing a letter each week.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

The Pursuit

Where will the future take me?  I never would have imagined a few years ago that I would be working as a baker, shipper, dish washer, and whatever needs doner at a paleo bakery. I'm enjoying the challenges and meeting interesting people, just as I have every place I've settled.

In the next few days, I will introduce my pursuits for the future. I'm thinking of a few related to cooking and a random thought here and there in other areas.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

What is important?

What do you think my passions are? I read something tonight that said to ask your friends and that their responses might not be what you expect.

Send me a message or reply if you have an answer.


Friday, November 13, 2015

Take a Chance? No Thanks.


Some people love to lead, some refuse to dance
Some play it safely, others take a chance 
Still it's all a mystery, this place we call the world 
Where most live as oysters while some become pearls


Read more:  Jimmy Buffett - Oysters & Pearls Lyrics | MetroLyrics 
I like to live--I like to go, I like to experience, I like to do things.  I am also a play it safe girl.  It's an odd combo.  It is hard for me to open myself up for change.  I have put myself out there and taken chances and have fallen flat on my face.  Rejection that shook me, so much that I can't quite make sense of a lot of it months going on years later.  The gnawing, why wasn't I good enough?  I really still believe I was.

How do you recover from the harsh shake of reality when risks don't end up like you hoped?  I know that I lost a speck of my hope that people generally are good and have good intentions.  I try to hold firm to that belief and not let too much of it be chipped away.



Tuesday, November 10, 2015

"Oysters And Pearls"

"Oysters And Pearls"

Lindbergh left Long Island in 1927
Thumbed his nose at gravity
And climbed into the heavens.
When he returned to earth that night everything changed,
For the pilot and the planet, everything was rearranged.

We're a pretty mixed up bunch
Of crazy human beans
It's written on our rocket ships
And in early cave wall scenes.

How does it happen,
How do we know,
Who sits and watches
Who does the show?

[Chorus:]
Some people love to lead
And some refuse to dance.
Some play it safely, other take a chance.
Still it's all a mystery
This place we call the world
Where most live as oysters
While some become pearls.

Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi
Who could shake his hips and still be loved by rednecks, cops and hippies.
It's something more than DNA that tells us who we are
It's method and it's magic, we are of the stars.

[Chorus]

Some never fade away, some crash and burn
Some make the world go round, other watch it turn.
Still it's all a mystery
This place we call the world.
Most are fine as oysters
While some become pearls.



Sunday, November 1, 2015

Questions


Here is a quote from Chris Guillebeau.  As mentioned last week, I read his book The Art of Non-Conformity.

CG: I’d start by asking questions. What are you excited about? What did you like to do when you were a kid? Then I’d take it farther and ask What bothers you about the world? There are plenty of problems out there; which one bothers you the most and how can you work towards fixing it?

I have been thinking about these questions.   The answers are not easy ones.  Perhaps I am over thinking, I often do.

What are you excited about?
Talking to people, I love talking to people.  Cooking/Recipes/Traditions, I find joy in making my grandmother's and my mother's recipes.  Carrying on family traditions by canning and sometimes doing things the hard way.  I find peace in hearing live music.  I always am ready to leave town and go somewhere.   I want to pass on those parts of me to my girls.  Superficially I love a good deal and a great cup of tea.  I'm searching for the perfect bowl of Red Beans and Rice.

 What did you like to do when you were a kid?
 Lynnea as a child.  It's been awhile.  I loved Barbies and making them clothes.  I was thrilled to learn I was having a girl when I was expecting my first child, so that I could wander the Barbie aisle.  My girls are nearly 15 and 13, and I wandered the aisle a few days ago.  Ah, Barbie!  I've loved Earl Grey tea for long enough that I can't remember a Christmas Stocking without a box of it.  I played school and library.  I made library cards for my books.  I spent many hours drawing and playing with paper dolls.  When I was in Third Grade I became interested in the Kennedy family after reading a biography on JFK.  I still read just about every book I can find on them.  I have recently learned that not all my peers enjoy a Presidential Library visit as much as I do.

The other questions are for another time.

Tired

I see a lot of things on Facebook.  This one really made me think.  I pretty much fail at most of these things.  I want peace. I like to see others happy, often at my own expense.  I think terribly of myself often for not sticking up for myself.
I know my limits, but I am not willing to tell others no because I don't want to seem not a team player or helpful.
I don't want others to think I can't handle things.  Truthfully, I am tired. 


Monday, October 26, 2015

What to do with this life?

I read this book over the weekend.  It's not new and I am pretty sure my friend Audra mentioned it to me years ago.  A week ago, Chris Guillebeau came up in conversation and I looked him up.  I quickly decided to read this book.



I highly recommend it.  I have lived a life so far that I feel has a lot of "change the world" and "purpose".  I have been a teacher.  For the first time in a long time, I am no longer teaching.  I loved teaching and it was a passion of mine.  It did feel like it left behind a legacy.  A legacy of care and love to my students and their families.  Now I am not teaching.  Who am I without teaching?  Honestly, it's a question I am struggling with.

I have heard of people who write down goals and plans.  I have never understood the merit of it, until reading his book.  I am thinking through the things that I want to continue and perhaps a few things need to fall away.