Tuesday, November 19, 2019

November 18, 2019 thought for the day:   Life is an onion that you peel crying French Proverb

Yesterday’s sermon helps me with some low mood problems that along with lunch, and a talk with Lowell made a perfect Sunday.

It has been a busy day at home. I worked on the bulletin and the newsletter. I have both up to the point of incoming information. It would be such a blessing for me if I have all of it by tomorrow morning but I am not counting on that. I have a day at food pantry, a literary meeting, an eye doctors appointment and the newsletter to fold and prep for mailing as well as two evening meetings this week. So getting as much completed as soon as possible will relieve some stress.

The photo of the day for the 17th was “rainbow.” Since I didn’t plan on going out today, I searched around the house. I was thinking of the twin’s large art kit with watercolors, canyons and colored pencils. But I couldn’t find it. So as I was looking around I found the bag of “loops” for the pot holder loom. Since it was a bag of mixed colors, I used it.

I ran the roomba sweeper, cleared the frig and loaded the dish washer on a break from the computer.

I need to go on the search for my photo of the day. Today’s theme is one color.

I have chosen two more crochet projects to my agenda. I have two great grand children that I haven’t been able to see for some time and want to send them something to let them know I love them and think of them with every stitch I make.

The word is cherish.  The true purpose of education is to cherish and unfold the seed of immortality already sown within us, Anna Brownell Jameson.  I cherish my childish loves--the memory of that warm little nest where my affections were fledged, George Eliot. Let us cherish and love old age; for it is full of pleasure, if you know how to use it. The best morsel is reserved for last, Seneca the Younger.  What worries you, masters you, John Locke.  Nature, like a kind and smiling mother, lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies, Victor Hugo. Goodwill toward all beings is the true religion; cherish in your hearts boundless goodwill to all that lives, Gautama Buddha. 


For today’s photo of the day, “one color”, again I was at home and in search around the house. I decided on my plants. I also tried a yellow sticky note attached to a yellow file folder and a skein of yarn laying on an unfinished crochet project.

I probably pick a lot of articles about pets and animals, that is the kind of person I am. This article seemed to have some useful information. In it the author describes how your pet may need a little help posing for the camera to get a good image for the annual Christmas card.  It can be a great help if you have someone who will be out of the photo to handle getting the pet to pose. Larger dogs can be on a leash, smaller pets may need to be held. Having the person not in the photo behind the camera attempting to get the animal’s attention with noises, treats and toys. Some people may want just the pet on their Christmas card. The background could be holiday oriented. Kneeling down to the animals eye level helps put them at ease and makes for a better position in the position in the finished photo. And don’t forget the pet with Christmas treats and toys.

I am making sloppy joes and cheesy potatoes for dinner tonight. Then I have to get ready for a Session (Board) meeting at church. I used ground sirloin for the base, added an 8 ounce can of Kroger tomato sauce, a half cup of Kroger catsup, squirt of Kroger yellow mustard, a large pinch of brown sugar and Mrs. Dash’s onion powder as the seasonings. For the cheesy potatoes I sliced the potatoes as thinly as I could (I am missing may mandolin right now). I started with 2 tablespoons of butter, 2 tablespoons of flour, then added a cup and a half of A2 milk, a squirt of Kroger yellow mustard, Mrs. Dash’s onion powder, and about 6 ounces of Cracker Barrel extra sharp cheese, a dash of white wine. I added this sauce to the sliced potatoes in a baking dish, baked them at 350 degrees for about an hour and a half.

Joy

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