good morning tuesday thoughts
Another day where I got up early - today only 5 am though. Maybe this is the perfect time to get up. I have a whole hour and a half then before I need to start breakfast for the grandboys. Hazel spent the night last night so I will be making a breakfast for her too. I have a rotating menu for the boys. I try to make things that use our chicken’s eggs every morning.
Skillet fry with mushrooms, peppers, onions and potatoes.
Egg and olive sandwiches.
Fried egg sandwiches.
Egg salad sandwiches.
French toast.
Pancakes with extra eggs in the mix.
I’d like to add some more things to the menu list. Like breakfast egg muffins maybe, or quiche. The problem with the grandboys is they won’t eat cheese and certain things just taste better with cheese (I think). But maybe I shouldn’t care - just make them without the cheese and see if they like them. Their taste buds are different than mine and they are used to no cheese.
Life is good.
Life is always good when I look back on it.
These are the good old days,
Right now.
Why do I wake up
With dread, and disquiet then?
Why does the melancholy call me?
Why does life feel like it is running out
And I have lost out?
Why does it feel like something is terribly wrong?
I’m glad to get up out of the dark bed of doom and turn on the light in the morning, get out my meditation books and get a shot of “step back from myself”. Or maybe it is step deep into myself, where I don’t exist anymore. Get out of time and get into the present moment.
Today is the day that Dave gets his eye poked. It looks like it is going to be a really nice day of sun and slightly warmer temps. It will be a good day for the drive up to Meadville - maybe see some fall leaves in the sunshine! And I have hopes of getting out later for a hike maybe.
Skillet fry with mushrooms, peppers, onions and potatoes.
Egg and olive sandwiches.
Fried egg sandwiches.
Egg salad sandwiches.
French toast.
Pancakes with extra eggs in the mix.
I’d like to add some more things to the menu list. Like breakfast egg muffins maybe, or quiche. The problem with the grandboys is they won’t eat cheese and certain things just taste better with cheese (I think). But maybe I shouldn’t care - just make them without the cheese and see if they like them. Their taste buds are different than mine and they are used to no cheese.
Life is good.
Life is always good when I look back on it.
These are the good old days,
Right now.
Why do I wake up
With dread, and disquiet then?
Why does the melancholy call me?
Why does life feel like it is running out
And I have lost out?
Why does it feel like something is terribly wrong?
I’m glad to get up out of the dark bed of doom and turn on the light in the morning, get out my meditation books and get a shot of “step back from myself”. Or maybe it is step deep into myself, where I don’t exist anymore. Get out of time and get into the present moment.
Today is the day that Dave gets his eye poked. It looks like it is going to be a really nice day of sun and slightly warmer temps. It will be a good day for the drive up to Meadville - maybe see some fall leaves in the sunshine! And I have hopes of getting out later for a hike maybe.