Hurricane Matthew hit us last year with minimal, mostly fence damage with the water barely coming up to our door. At first I was so very thankful that it wasn’t worse but rethought that after our neighbors got new floors and windows. Just kidding!! This year I’m not even there, so Michael is riding out the storm, or what will be left of it by the time it gets to our part of Florida, by himself with Jimmy and Theo, below, blissfully unaware of the impending tempest.
Instead, here I am in Seattle helping Maddi through hip surgery with a lot of time on my hands. So here is where I share some of the internet while I’m here.
- I’ve always wanted know what fruits are in season right now and eat them.
- Best yoga blog ever!
- I want to make this salad.
- Working on this one.
- Currently listening to – Hurricane Songs: #1, #2, & #3
- And thinking about getting caught up on this.
Missing my bestie:
This is the day! Not hump day, not Wednesday, but the INTERWEBS day! Look at it all!
- I’m looking forward to the content from Strava’s Newest Feature.
- I’m wanting more Lavender in my life.
- Last week I became a Level 1 Coach!
- The Case for Beets! And this recipe.
- If I didn’t already have a new one, I would be JUMPING on this backpack!!
- Looking forward to checking out this cookbook.
- Picture taking during every ride to post to Instagram to get the picture on Strava.
2. The Bike Room:
Bikes and more bikes
Trainers set up and ready!
3. Riding the ride we met on:
4. Your most anticipated package arrivals:
5. What your shower looks like on any given day:
6. And at least one kitchen cabinet . . . .
7. Watching Paris-Nice with a friend:
9. Your bedroom
10. Lots and lots of time on the bike, but especially with your bestie!
I used have time to think more, to explore my inner thoughts and desires, hopes, dreams, and goals, to have the luxury of mind space. I find that there is less and less of that in my life these days, and am less of a better person because of it. Am I so “busy,” or do allow other things to crowd my brain, and my time to push out the valuable – nay, essential, space I need to have that space and time – that peace? Let’s get this back, me. Let’s go back to quiet time with God, thinking, brain space, the essential time to create, to pursue, to know what it even is that you want. How do we get this back once lost? The key here is time, plus plan, plus execution, and deliberateness. As in making and taking the time to unplug and ignore the tyranny of the urgent to focus on the timeless, intangible, ephemeral. That which cannot be taken hold of but which is essential to the soul. One must not be great to start, but one must start to be great!
Winter comes to Florida like a roving marauder, doing his damage and moving on up the road. He has visited us the end of this first week of the new year with temperatures cold enough to freeze the bird bath in the back of the house, but not the front. These are the days we complain and layer, wear our boots and make a fire, and stay inside and make soup. Cozy days! We were planning to have our grandson this Saturday, but ended up not, and felt like a couple of prisoners set free from bondage. We made a fire in the fireplace, curled up on the sofa, and were generally lazy. It was fabulous!
Our coffer pickings were pretty slim, but I really wanted to make minestrone – the perfect soup for coffer raiding. I love this soup because there is no set recipe – it’s a peasant soup traditionally made from whatever you have. Perfect, because I didn’t have much. I just started taking stuff out of the fridge and pantry – a can of diced tomatoes, a can of cannellini beans, a couple of onions and the rest of a bulb of garlic (about 5 cloves – hey, I like garlic, don’t judge!), 4 celery stalks, 5 carrots, a cube of vegetable bullion, some water, salt pepper, and Tuscan Sunset spice. The meat layer in our family insisted upon the addition of a few slices of bacon, so that went in at the end, plus a bit of romano cheese rind (just a Tbsp. or so) and a thawed container of frozen spinach. It was just the right proportion of everything. Hot, steamy, and just right on this cold January evening.
And then we had some Cole’s garlic bread in the freezer that we didn’t use at Christmas and added some cheese and salami for dipping deliciousness. Heart and soul warming coziness!!
Tomorrow the temps will be back up a bit, and up in the 70’s by Wednesday. So long for now, Mr. Winter, give me back my flip flops and tanks tops!
Yesterday, we were recipients of a momentous occasion – my daughter’s boyfriend called us to ask for our blessing to marry her. We were stuck in traffic in South Carolina on our way to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family when he texted and asked if he could talk. Guys know guys – Michael knew what he wanted before he started talking.
The plan is for our families to get together and meet when he asks her.