A Little Digestive Distress- Chicken Vindaloo
Never Bet Against A Sicilian When Death Is On The Line
There Is A Difference Between A Father & A Man
Mean Girls Come From Mean Moms
Thanksgiving Week
There is a full house here for the first time in what feels like forever. All of the children are roaming the place and for a brief time we’re together under one roof.
I understand what the older folk meant when they said time goes quickly and now I try hard to be present in every moment because they move so quickly.
It is surreal how fast it went and I am so very proud of what I see and hear, but it is bittersweet in some ways.
That is a good thing and I know it to be so.
I’ll blink and we’ll be in a new place…again.
Three Weeks Of War
Three weeks of war already. Three weeks following the worst attack on Jews since the Holocaust.
Feels like an impossible amount of time and similar to a nightmare that is hard to wake up from. Every day there is a new story of horror tied to the attacks or another example of antisemitism.
Can’t break, can’t falter because that would let the bad guys win and we won’t make that possible or probable.
It is not an option but we’re going to pay a price beyond that which we have paid but that is the cost of survival- there are no options so we move forward.
Three Posts From The Archives
Where Can I Buy A Fortress Of Mostly Quiet?
The World’s Greatest Content Marketer Hates Comments
Mean Girls Come From Mean Moms
Yeah, I know, that is four posts. Let’s see who can count. 😉
Blazing The Trail Again
Can’t tell you what set me off or when but the switch was flipped and so I am pulled out the armor and sword long enough for a quick check to confirm they will work as they are supposed to.
All looks good and even if I am a bit older and less agile than I once was there is no doubt about capabilities because even now I can still do all that is required.
Sometimes wisdom and experience are superior to the strength and energy of youth.
They enable you to be more strategic and cunning in your approach so that you don’t need to rely upon the same shock and awe of the past.
So we look at There Are No Coincidences and the second time it ran Warning: There Are No Coincidences and recognize the truth of what was said or should we say written.
It is time to unshackle ourselves from convention and standard expectations and run with the moon until we can’t run any more for the answers to our big questions are about to be resolved.
Summon the druid council and tell them to meet us at Stonehenge or wherever it is that the Northern Lights end.
Valhalla, Eden or wherever, the time is now.
The Queen May Read
Thought about what was written here and wondered when the queen may read it. Hope it would be sooner than later but time really has no meaning right now.
Impatient I may be, anxious to have conversation and connection because of a feeling that things are heading a certain direction.
Got no logical reason to feel this way, merely a gut impulse but every other time I felt it the thing I thought would happen did.
Doesn’t mean it will, but it doesn’t mean it won’t either.
So if I sit upon the fence post and wait a moment before determining what side to come down upon I am ok with it.