I looked at my limited food supplies and decided to make a new recipe. Throwing things in a pot randomly is so much fun. I’m going to write it down for anyone to use, and also for my own reference.
Sholeh’s Soup Creation
2 small red potatoes, peeled and chopped
1/2 onion diced
small can of corn
small can of peas
2 1/2 cups mixed beans (kidney, white, and black)
salt, pepper
chicken buillion cube
1/4 lb chicken (any kind you want)
rice
Cook beans & potatoes separately, set aside. Fry chicken in a deep pot with onions, salt, pepper, and olive oil. When chicken is nearly done, pour a little water, and the rest of the ingredients in to cook. Cook on medium/low for 1 hour. Eat as a soup or mix it over/with rice.
honesty, respect, love, understanding, laughter, joy, anger, peace, security…
They are reaffirmed every day for me. Today was simply wonderful. Human interaction is something to be treasured.
Sleep well, everyone.
how do you describe a weekend of amazing, intense, spiritual, crazy emotions? how do you bring to your readers the sense of utmost inclusion, generosity, and love?
you can’t. not fully. so you sit at your computer and stare into space and realize that the last few days will probably take a long time to sink in.
But that’s ok. The longer, the better. That means the spirit of it will still be there when I need it.
(more later on the “Blazon His Name” weekend later. I desperately need sleep.
Maybe they just got food poisoning?
I think dreams really can be lifesavers.
Cleaning the basement can bring out some interesting things. I found old sketches, poetry, awards, and books that I didn’t even know I had.
Continue Reading…
A poem escaped me today
it just up and ran away
developed feet and found my ears
used the holes to disappear
it wasn’t very good, I’m told
and although the loss is growing old
I still think, and mourn the day
that my little poem ran away
I don’t think it hated me
it just had a whole world to see.
PS: only the entries for the current month show on my blog, so if you are looking for a particular entry, try the archives! (hmm, that makes me think of an herb…ar-chives…like a dusty library filled with an oniony smell…)