It's early in the day, but, I feel so joyful that all my decisions have been mindful and in line with my 10 Rules.
While we are in the midst of this remodel, Saturdays have been the day of exploring for Hubby and I. Typically, we still have workers in the house on Saturdays, but usually, its only one or two, and our contractor is here as well. So we feel comfortable going outside. Our initial plan had been to go to downtown Atlanta, but our contractor had been telling us that we need to go to the Buford Hwy Farmers Market. We had thought that it would not be very interesting, but we decided to go anyway. What a find! It was awesome... so many fresh vegetables and fruit. And from so many different cultures. We were able to find Asian vegetables, and greens that are central to Bengali food, as well as all the local choices. We were even more pleased to see the fish selection, so many choices, and so fresh... there were even fresh water shrimp from Bangladesh, and Hilsha Fish, a Bengali favorite. They had an entire meet counter that was Halal (like Kosher, only for Muslims), and yet in all the perfect Western cuts, meaning that not only was there meat for curries, but also French cut lamb chops, and roasts. This is so exciting because typically when we have Bengali guests, we don't know how seriously they observe the laws regarding food. So we always want to offer Halal meat or poultry, so that we can honor their needs. And in fact, while my husband will eat fresh meet from an American butcher, he is so pleased to have Halal food. Most Halal meet stores only offer meat cut for curries, or ethnic foods, so its often to cook traditional American dishes with it. This new discovery offers us a whole new world of opportunities for entertaining, and it also offers us a huge variety of choices to eat a more vegetarian or fish- based diet for ourselves. So yesterdays outing was a huge unexpected success.
This morning, has also been good. We slept in, which is very important because during the week, we find that we have to get up early and have everything ready for our contractors and his workers. Once we were up, I started a load of laundry, getting our bedding washed and then starting on other clothes. We had a nice relaxing breakfast, and while Hubby was having his morning coffee, I got ready for Easter Mass. It was the first time in maybe 28 or 30 years that I bought an Easter Dress, and wore it for Mass. Typically, in Oregon its still cold and rainy, and its just not necessary to wear a dress for Mass. But, once we moved here, I found that not only is attendance up, but its also common for people to dress up more. I like that. I really like the idea of dressing in something that i never wear anywhere by God's House. It makes it so much more special or meaningful, an acknowledgement of the sacredness of what I am doing... it adds to the worship. This is a very different frame of reference than I had before. I used to have a totally different view... I thought that it was good that God accepted you as you are, and therefore you came to his house as you are. It's probably that they are both ok views, but just reflects the different person that I am now.
Well, this has been wordy... I'm headed to go out for a little walk.
Easter Blessings to all my friends and family, and to anyone who is reading my page. Have a great week! He is Risen!