This could easily be an odd Sunday when I don't risk the rejection inherent in my need for validation. i could simply not post. No keen reason to post. I have one great posting idea (thanks, Janie), but it is not ready, not time sensitive. It might await my resolving my camera dilemma. which, like my debating dilemma, is all a fiction in my own mind. well, where better to invent fiction.
So, I try to tell myself it doesn't matter whether I get six or sixteen or (ha!) sixty comments. I should, as a good friend advised, find my validation from within. double ha. She's right, but like all truths, it seems to fade like sky writing in the face of reality. "I am What I am" said my favourite philosopher, Popeye the sailor man.
And I am at work, but finished six of the nine "to do items". Before I decide whether or not to erase another, I need to get my OS fix.
So, for what they are worth, 10 more random musings for a Sunday morning:
- Spring has sprung (again) in Thunder Bay. Double digit (Celsius) temps yesterday, but still frost on the car this morning. The river outside my office is running ice free.
- I am so glad that mid sized B raked the front yard this week, without fan fare. I arrived home one day, it was done.
- I am equally glad that lil B and his chum have almost finished the back yard. It is especially nice that the chum, a regular at Hotel B, pitched in, because, as he put it "I owe you". Niiice.
- I like the quiet of the office on a Sunday morning. I tried coming in Saturday afternoon, but the noise level was distracting.
- It took over an hour to straighten my office, and there are still areas that could be improved. Need to get on top of this.
- A neater work area would help me concentrate better. This matters because I dithered away st of Thursday and Friday not focusing. Thus the way too long task list today.
- Cleaning itself focuses me. How odd.
- I am an odd balance point between satisfaction at ruling off six tasks, and fear that one of the other three will rear up and bite me in the a...
- Yet another Sunday when I avoid going to church for no good reason, yet feel spiritually renewed by even considering it. Think how renewed I'd be if I actually went!
- What shall I cook for supper tonight? The decision would be easier if I wasn't running Hotel B. I don't know if we are three, two, or more tonight. I do know we had steak last night, mid sized b is doing pork tomorrow. Did lil B's "too much chicken" comment yesterday rule that out today? Must find out what his game plan is (besides biking til his feet fall off)....


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Good random thoughts and great kids.
I think that may be my longest comment in my OS history. I feel the same way about "thinking about" going to church. :).
Supper, (and I have to tell you that when I first keyed it, the word came out "summer") I guess with the hotel-like nature of your house right now, something that can be held and dished out at odd times would be right. Soup, stew, chicken stew like a coq au vin or hunter's stew (and it's in full knowledge of the "too much chicken" comment that I suggest this), pasta, or going the other way sandwiches that the kids can put together themselves.
I get the zen of cleaning although I still loathe cleaning. There can be a combination of spirituality with straightening out your work area that leads to restfulness and an ordered mind.
Consider my one thumbs-up as about one for each of your ten points and you're well on your way to sixty ratings. Of course, I could have broken this comments up into little bite-sized pieces but you're getting the more hearty English breakfast-type comment.
Be well today, Brian.
odette: mid size B tends to deconstruct chili, but its possible..hmm
MzEll: I do fish, like you to break the cycle, but need a good head count to buy the right amount
Leonde: meatloaf is not popular, but I'll run it up the line, see what reaction I get. would be a nice change of pace.
COS: I like doing stews, but done them twice this month, and mid sized B is more a casserole guy which lil B eschews...(sorry I just love that word!)
cartouche: lil B lives on pizza, hardly a treat. I avoided cooking Fri by ordering chinese, which lil B passed over in favour of.... pizza
If lil B decides he's off to his gf's, then maybe midsized B & I will eat out @ the pie place.... though since he works, he'll more likely just want to hibernate, as much as he likes pie...
thanks for the ideas. time to wake up mid sized B... and see if I can nail lil B down...
Two ideas for the supper.
1. Sunday night Hashbrowns
Grate several large potatoes. Sprinkle red pepper, paprika, and basil lightly.
chop and sauté garlic and onion, set aside. (I prefer a wok for this.)
Place the hashbrowns in the pan. Add the garlic/onion back on top.
Brown to a crisp and turn.
Serve with marinated slice tomato.
2. Dice 3-4 tomatoes. Dice 1/3 of a melon (honeydew or cantaloupe), 1 cup strawberries, 2 green apples, 1 red apple. Chop fine- a clove (or two) of garlic. Add liberally--chopped fresh basil. Top with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. ( I use about 1/3 cup.)
Serve with a wonderful hard white-rhine cheese and a good cracker or melba toast.
As for me, my Sunday started early after a refreshing sleep. Everyone was asleep so I headed out to the hot tub that looks out onto a field that is budding with new life. Read from a great book called "the untethered soul"...oh it's so easy for my soul to get tethered. Joy flooded over me. Then I went and had my car washed after some weeks of snow and rain. Another simple act that brought me ridiculous joy. So there there it is Brian. A cooking recommendation and some spirituality. Have a great one.
Thanks for some Sunday thinking :)
your days all sound wonderful...my spirit is overflowing. so is my ironing basket...on to it!
I'm going to do some kind of coconut fried rice curry thing, which I will improvise since I have no patience for recipes anymore. I'm sure whatever you cook will be great. Happy Sunday.
lil B dithered til 4 pm, so it was bbq chicken with basil pesto pasta, an old reliable....
JJ: I think it counts double if you read the dust jackets and can pretend you read the books.