"Nobody does it better, makes me feel sad for the rest." This lyric is making me think. I'm not sad for the rest. I am hopeful.
Its early in the morning. I sit here and think about a variety of things. My mind is calm my thoughts aren't racing. No deprsssion or anxiety. Questions abound about my life's direction. I take good directions as long as I listen and then apply them to my life.
Sometimes I lose my direction but will always find my way. I do that driving. I get so comfortable with the route I take that I will, I mean Margaret will ask "where are you going?" To which I will say "ooops how did I get here?" The she will say "well we can get there from here." I will laugh and say "that's why I never got tips as a cab driver."
I made it! The ECT day has come and gone. I am left unscathed and unbroken. SEE? I worried for naught. Another character defect of mine. Worry the crap over things. Most of the time that worry is just nonsense.
Food time. I made some kicking chili. I made it in the morning and put it in the crock pot. I made spaghetti to go with it. OMG! It was so good. I also made an Ugly Black Bundt Cake with Peanut Butter Frosting. That is good too. The cake stuck to the bundt pan, but true to its name it was Ugly, but yummy. I attempted to make corn bread. It was burnt. I haven't had much luck in making corn bread. Twice this week I burned it. Keep trying I will.
The kitchen is a mess. I'd let Margaret clean it but she doesn't put things back where thet belong. I claimed the kitchen! It's mine! I thank her for not helping!!! Morning chore.
As always Frapman watched me cook. He loves to eat, that's why I call him a "sausage."
I am taking my leave. Be safe until we meet again.
Keep this day special for everyday is a blessing. Choose wisely how you will spend it.
David
Hi Dave,
Was that a Carly Simon song from a James Bond movie in the 1960s or 1970s?
Seem to remember it being played on AM radio. You do remember listening to AM radio, right? My aunt used to call WABC 77AM acid rock and turn it off when I turned it on the car radio. Funny how harmless that music was compared to trash talking music today where everything is ho ho ho.
Als I haven't attempted to bake anything since the smash success brownies of Thanksgiving. I'm trying to lose 4 lbs not that it really matters.
Tonight's soundtrack is the Best of Van Morrison as I type in here at the computer. I bought an iPod dock with an HD radio and alarm clock. You can actually synch songs from the radio to the iPod with a feature called tagging, however I had an outdated early edition iPod [it holds only 500 songs] and it isn't able to be tagged.
Why is it called an Ugly peanut butter bundt cake? I wonder.
Lastly glad to see you're doing well without the ECT. It will get even better.
Enjoy your night.
Regards,
Christina
I'm not sure who sand that song. I do like it though.
I call that "ugly" because the first time I made it, I didn't let it cool completly. When I put the frosting on and in between the layers it slid off. My attempt to "fix" failed. It fell apart and looked really bad. I showed that pic to my fgolks and mom said "that's one ugly cake." Thus the name. I have to add that it tastes really good.
I do remember AM radio. Every Sunday growing up dad would listen to "cowboy" music because of chruch programs on tv.
Don't give up on baking! It takes time and determination. Also a love for it,,even if the cake turns out "ugly."
Take care Christina,
David