Something for the Cockles
posted by jm at 3:31 AM
Saturday, January 13, 2007
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I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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12 Comments:
It's cold here, too. I uncorked the wine last night so I at least can have thawed feet when I climb into bed. Otherwise the yowls of outrage get a little strident. :o)
Looks delish, jm -- I can almost smell it from here. The cold does inspire.
I outdid my usual self to host a family of 3, picking out a couple of recipes several days in advance and shopping to make sure all ingredients were on hand. The curried carrots with a dash of brown sugar and lemon, and a cup of chopped pecans on top, were a definite hit, including with the 7-year-old Virgo.
Yes!!
Cold Feet!!! ha, ha, ha!!! Oddly enough, mine no longer turn into ice cubes . . . must be that wonky thermostat of mine.
All these yummy cold winter's day foods! The curried carrots w/pecans sounds heavenly (of course, anything with pecans sounds good to me...) I'm making a simplified version of chili rellenos for lunch . . . lots of eggs, cheese & chilies w/a little leftover chicken.
BTW, it was about zero here this AM & like the rest of you, we won't be seeing temps above freezing for about a week at least! Stay Warm!!
Mmmmm!!! I love soup when it gets cold. But my favorite is a big pot of either seafood or chicken and sausage gumbo! That stuff will warm you up and put you in the mood for a nap.
Curried carrots, mmmm, sounds like something i will have to try.
Soup is simmering here too. White bean and black olive.
A downright chilly 8 degrees when i went out to feed the birds well after sunrise. Snow and ice everywhere. Several inches of ice like long fingers hold the crepe myrtle. Frozen pipes. My friend says running water is vastly overrated...
Hah! Running water is vastly underrated!
Fortunately i have my cozy woodstove.
Chop wood, carry water.
sums up my days.
Oh and doing my taxes.
Does that all seem to go together?
Cold feet, curried carrots, chilis rellenos(I love Mex), white bean & black olive soup, and FROZEN PIPES!!!!
Testaments to the weather.
But frozen pipes? Now? After everything else?
Chop wood, carry water.
sums up my days.
Oh and doing my taxes.
Does that all seem to go together?
Yes. Burdens. Lift that bale!
One of the things I'm most delighted about in my life, continually, is running hot water. Water running obediently into the house. What joy.
One of the things I'm most delighted about in my life, continually, is running hot water. Water running obediently into the house. What joy.
Amen to that sister.
And a light to read by at night is pretty fantastic too!
Lights! You know how I feel about that one being as my day starts at sundown.
And eyes that work to read by this light!
There's a lot to say amen to.
One time, I was talking with an artist friend, who wanted to know what aspects of modern life I was most thankful for. I immediately said, "hot and cold running water!"
Like, standing under the shower, "Thank god for hot water." Especially after the landlord has been renovating in the building, and the hot water has just been turned back on.
The whole concept of turning a knob and hot water emerges. I still see a miracle. All indoor plumbing is wonderful. All this new technology is anticlimactic to me.
And hot water heat is the best.
It is interesting though when you think of context.
When I was in India in an ashram, I had a small room and a bucket full of water from the clear cold Ganges below. Maybe it was my altered state, but I was perfectly content with that water arrangement. I possessed almost nothing, and had a simple life with time to devote to the smallest task. I cooked on a tiny coal burner, so washing up made sense from this source. I bathed in the river, and never though about convenience. It was an integral part of the experience.
So it all depends on circumstance.
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