Well. The properly inflated tires seem to make a nice difference. How delightful. And like Ally (xenatuba) said in the comments recently, then ya wanna shout it from the rooftops.
Or, to tell that guy at 17 and Pearl, with his ass hanging out and his back wheel nearly grinding into the pavement, that just a few simple adjustments would make EVERYone’s life better. (Wait, possibly it’s just me.)
You’ll see in our daily mileage (below) that the deputy and I went out earlier. It was a last minute decision (okay, it might also have involved an over-due library book, yes AGAIN, shut up). But the weather held and we were entertained. Plus, we picked up this.
As soon as I get a chance to poke around in there, I’ll let you know what I think of it.
Since we didn’t have a strict schedule to keep, or a tight time-frame this afternoon (the library stays open until 6 on Sundays), I kind of slept late. It was lovely. And then I awoke with this message:
gestation, because things in life take as long as they take.
Then, in our card altar room, I was directed to leave the rotation for that small, direct stack that we sometimes expand on.
Faith is a word that should be used in conjunction with the word know.
I don’t have to have faith in an omnipotent God.
I just know that He and She are in my life and are perfect.”
Her message and mine go together nicely. Whether you believe in a Higher Power or not. Because Faith is also about Trust and Grace.
When we live in a state of Grace, we are able to Trust in our own genuine selves. Then we are able to look with Love, walk in Beauty. And we can Know that it will simply just take however long it’s supposed to take. Whatever IT is on this particular day of our journey.
Heart And Soul Cards by Sylvia Browne
Tonight’s Kitchen Adventures:
were inspired by the fact that we MIGHT watch too much Chopped.
We used what was available. But it took a minute to get there. As I was bemoaning our sad and sorry state, he said, as a lovingly positive reminder to get me back on track, “focus on what we DO have, not what we don’t.”
So I gazed about. And created a recipe from “our pantry and fridge” which he then turned into actual food that we could eat. (That last quote has to be said in a Ted Allen voice, or it doesn’t count.)
Last Night’s Baking:
was another of those shared recipes from my faraway friend (who likes being mysterious, but in truth, has helped me immeasurably in my edible forays, in addition to MANY other things).
These cookies are called Chocolate Chunk Shortbread, and again, I just used what we had. Which, as it turns out, was nearly everything that was called for. (Woot!) Go see it HERE and try them. I will definitely be doing this again, but with some additions next time. (Like, I’m thinkin’ filberts. Or those Heath Bar Bits.)