May 13, 2023 a thought for the day, The cause at an end, the effect is removed. Latin Proverb 

The first upload for yesterday was “I like to....”. I like many things and one of them is eating chocolate chip cookies. 

Most of my days are “typical”, typical something....like Thursday is printing/laundry (plus), Monday is bulletin (plus), Saturday grocery pick up (plus)....there are many times I wish I were more spontaneous. But after eighty plus years I doubt that is going to happen or that even if it did if it would be comfortable for me.

So that being said....Bob and I did the grocery pick up today. The young lady who generally is our service person had her hair cut last week. She had it cut even shorter this week. I hardly recognized her from the back. She has gone through a kind of upheaval in her life, I think this is one of the ways she is trying to cope and move on.

A second upload for yesterday was “my choice”. This is a photo I took a while back of the city skyline. I think I was standing on the Columbus State Community College campus when I took this one. 

The last of my house plants are outside now. Oh....except for two HUGE ones upstairs. One is a Boston Fern and one is an over-grown-needs-repotting Snake Plant. The local city park was having a plant exchange this week. Plants were to be taken to the shelter house and dropped off on Friday (last night). Then today we would go back and take some of other varies for our own. Well, my plants are so large I couldn’t possibly have gotten them down stairs and to my car by myself so I lost out on this chance. Maybe later in the season I will ask someone to bring them down and I will leave them by the curb for some interested person to pick up. They are beautiful plants and I hate to get rid of them but they are getting beyond my ability to tend to them.  

My first upload for today is “on weekends I...” On Saturdays I do the curbside pick up of groceries. This is our “regular” service girl putting groceries in the trunk of my car. 

The word today is meaning/meaningful. We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit, Aristotle. The great man is he who does not lose his child's heart, Mencius.  Tell me and I will forget. Show me and I will remember. Involve me and I will understand, Confucius. A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love, St. Basil. A man is what he thinks about all day long, Ralph Waldo Emerson. In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you, Buddha. When man was put into the garden of Eden he was put there with the idea that he should work the land and this proves that man was not born to be idle, Voltaire.  Tut tut child said the Duchess. Everythings got a moral if only you can find it, Lewis Carroll.  First learn the meaning of what you say, and then speak. Epictetus.  I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine, Emily Dickinson. The language of Friendship is not words, but meanings, Henry David Thoreau.  Silence is of different kinds, and breathes different meanings, Charlotte Brontë.  What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew,  Robert Browning. Words differently arranged have a different meaning, and meanings differently arranged have different effects. Blaise Pascal.  Man - a being in search of meaning. Plato.  

The second upload today is “something old”. This photo was taken several years ago and I had to Photoshop cobwebs out of the image so I think it could be considered “old”. I’m not sure how old the horse was. 

This article is a light-hearted explanation of how one man tried to adjust cooking during last years pandemic. He began the article with explaining that dough and things wrapped in dough would be his theme. One of those was dumplings...because it felt like a cocoon, an example is pierogis. His first batch was an “epic amount of butter” in the pastry, then  form the cheese and potato filled dumpling, fry in more butter then serve with sour cream. He said making them made him think further about diet. One of the thoughts was that finding that they are hard to make and time-consuming maybe it is not so much a good idea to make them again. Another of his trials was a Mexican dish with twelve tablespoons of butter in a pastry then two more in the filling. A funny explanation of making the thin dough was the idea of a “nightgown” when his were more like “flannel pajamas”. He tried making ravioli with slightly more success. He decided he needs more practice. He claims Asian pot stickers’ meets his best effort....he buys the wrappers instead of making them.  His last example was a stromboli. They became passable after practice and failure for “better distribution” of the filling. 

It’s going to be creamed chicken on biscuits for dinner tonight. 

Joy

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