My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Fall with HR.
2. My eyeglasses. WHAT would I do without them?!
3. Big pretzels.
4. Roses. White-ish.
5. Our breath. Each second. Each second. Each second.
May you breathe easily this weekend.
I love the sky. It’s ever-changing. It’s mysterious. It has a mind of its own.
4th-ing
So Robert and I were walking around in Pet Smart today, minding our own business, when we came upon this …
Seriously? Gay trappings for your pet?
My first reaction was “Oh, how cute!”
My second was “Big business, marketing whatever can sale.“
Then my gay husband put it all into perspective …
Yesterday when Robert and I ventured over to the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge, we stopped by the Visitor Center for trail maps and took a gander inside the little nature-oriented gift shop. We are nerdy enough to always be on the lookout for new magnets and ornaments for our travel tree for Christmas.
I fell IN LOVE with a series of very cool T-shirts about area animals and what we can learn from them. So I decided to feature one on each T-shirt Tuesday for the next seven weeks.
First the Tremendous Turtle …
I love the “Be well-rounded” wisdom. The older I get, the rounder I seem to be.
A friendly turtle HR and I encountered at Okefenokee Swamp Park,
Let’s try to follow at least some of the wise turtle’s advice.
I have been feeling a bit queasy and under the weather today because of some meds I’m having to take for a heel spur, of all things.
Sort of a gray day.
And just take a gander at the definitions of “spur.”
Excuse me, but this spur ain’t urging this horse forward! There’s zilch prompting or encouraging going on here.
So whenever I’m feeling a little sickly, especially stomach wise, I do what Mama did. I take out a can of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup …
… and pull out a sleeve of “soda crackers” and let the healing begin.
[Sidebar: I know that both the soup and the crackers are high in sodium, which I usually try to avoid, but not when I’m sick. At the sickly stage, I’m ready to ingest salt by the spoonfulls, or is it “spoonsfull”?]
And for some reason, maybe nostalgia, maybe the power of comfort food, maybe the connection with Mama, the soup almost always plays its role in healing manifestation.
I’m feeling better.
For some reason, we are having a bit of a “cold spell” here in Savannah, which is quite unusual for this late in May.
TIB (Truth in Blogging): Frigid for us is anything under 60 degrees. Right now …
It has also been raining all day.
Sidebar: I’ve kept a gratitude journal for eons now. This morning’s additions …
So, when trying to decide what to have for supper, it hit me …
GRATITUDE-INSPIRED THANKSGIVING SIDES!
Thus, using whatever ingredients I had on hand, I decided on Green Bean Casserole and Sweet Potato Casserole. Two classics, right?
I got to work.
Oh my goodness. The deliciousness of fall in spring.
A Joyful May of Thanksgiving to You!
