Monday, September 02, 2013
After reading the Spark (I know I am a bit slow but I like to do first first) I really am feeling very encouraged. I adore my vision collage and spend the 5 minutes doing self talk for encouragement daily while reading the stuff on my collage. I love the 10 minute workouts too. That is about all I can do in the way of contortion. I am a walker and taking the dogs out for a good long walk is my main exercise. But the best thing I felt I should do is the month long menu. That was such hard work. First I had to decide what both DH and I both like, what was nutritious as well as being delicious and very importantly what is very affordable. So I finally came up with about 10 main meals, 6 soups, with sides of green salad, carrots, red cabbage, celery/ tomato sc, lima beans and maybe occasional zucchini rounds. Our desserts are little dishes of jello with yogurt, berries with yogurt, and sometimes pudding. So then I had a grid with 31 spaces and I had to fill those spaces in. DH hates to have the same thing twice in a row whereas I am quite happy to. So nothing twice in a row. I cooked spaghetti sc., stroganoff, beef stew, meatballs in mushroom sc., alfredo sauce, macaroni, cheese, tuna and dill pickles, pad thai, sweet and sours, barbequed pork pcs, pork cooked in butter sauce, and left room for chicken pcs. baked from scratch with baked fries (wedges of potatos). Then I put dishes with these main courses in freezer dishes and wrote on them with felt marker on masking tape. I know there is very little fish in there but I am waiting to get some trout and then there will be substitution going on. The soups are chicken soup with barley, hamburger soup, Asian soup, and a great peanut soup(using chickpeas and a little peanut butter for that flavor). I am thinking I am more of a plodder who likes to take the guess work out of life rather than being an innovative sort of woman. So now to put it all into action. We are trying to not take any trips if at all possible so as to be careful with $$$$$. We have to buy all our winter fuel at once and it is a big chunk of money.
I was not sure if I wanted to blog about this next topic but I will and put it out there for people to think about. I have lost my two best friends in this community. Our relationship always was a little tenuous because they both belong to the local church and we do NOT. We spent time together walking dogs, quilting, discussing innocuous things and picking berries. We helped one another, had dinners for birthdays, played games and generally showed interest in each others families. That sounds very familiar doesn't it? It is how friendships develop and flourish. At dinners we would say grace and add a Bahai prayer. It is not a Bahai custom to say grace but it is such a lovely thing to do that DH and I always loved it. The other day as we were walking dogs the other two ladies said to each other that a couple from their church was moving and they should have a dinner. The couple moving were friends of ours as well, not close friends but we knew them well. I piped up and said "Is this a dinner DH and I are invited to?" and the response was "No, you are not part of our church." Alrighty then, and I butted out of the conversation which was all about what to serve and when and where to have the dinner. Since then I have not felt like hanging out with them any more. I am okay with that but if the shoe had been on the other foot I would never have left them out if they were friends with the people. Bahais are very inclusive and unity is our motto. Some of the denominations of Christian churches are far too exclusive as far as I am concerned and they should have a good look at their way of dealing with others. Amen!!!!! There now I have said it and will not take it back. Life goes on and I am so glad that I have a very good and loving marriage but if I didn't I could not live in this community. The church is very central to the functioning of this community and I would have loved to go and be part of the singing and the quilting in the winter but do not feel welcomed.