A little spirit

A true story.

A five-year old girl grabbed her Dad’s whiskey and tried to gulp it down like the cowboys do in the westerns.

Furious, her Dad yelled, “Don’t spit it out! Swallow it!”

With tears in her eyes, she choked it down, gagging and crying.

Not a nice Dad in my opinion.

The little girl is now a grown woman with grown sons of her own.

She is a great mother.

Her Dad was always tough with his three children.

He was still alive when she told me this story. More than once I witnessed him being mean to his children and grandchildren.

I was not intimidated by him and found the presence of mind not to respond when he tried to bait me.

But when he was mean to my children, I put on my boxing gloves.

I stood up and went over to my children. I took them each by the hand.

I ignored the old man.

I spoke loudly and firmly to my little boys. I told them that he was a bully and that they should ignore him.

Having said that, I glared at the old man. He said nothing.

Even to this day my grown sons will laugh about the time Mom “took on this old man”.

It was a departure from everything I had been taught about treating my elders with respect.

Years later, thinking about his behavior still makes me angry.

My friend never had a good relationship with her father.

She is a wonderful artist and a really kind person.

March 15th

Hello my friends,

Just a friendly reminder to be careful today.

Don’t go to the forum!

Afterall, it is the Ides of March!

Talk soon…I hope! 🙂

~Lori

My black hole

You don’t have to be a physicist to identify a black hole.

Nor do you have to be a scientist to deal with one.

All that is needed is determination and resolve.

I think. I hope.

Continue reading “My black hole”

Odd bake fellows

In addition to running the world this morning, I found time to roast vegetables. 

My line up included carrots, brussel sprouts, asparagus, beets (both red and yellow), red bell peppers, and eggplant.  

I love roasted vegetables and snack on them right out of the oven.  

I sometimes place a melange of cooked vegetables on a plate, grate parmesan cheese on top and pop in the microwave or under the broiler to melt the cheese.  One of my favorite meals!  

Or, I toast some hearty, dark bread and spread with hummus or avocado and then top with roasted vegetables.  On top of that I grate some Parmesan cheese and melt it. 

Always the cheese!  I buy the large wedge from Costco.  I tell myself that Parmesan cheese is OK as it is not a fatty cheese.  

Kudos to my Mother whose gardening skills kept our table and freezer full of vegetables all year long.  

Cheers,

Lori

 

Only a C-

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~Thank you to my friend J who shared this with me.

I published this earlier but received feedback that some readers could not open the picture. Please let me know if this works.

Lori

Peeping Tom?

The view from my living room on one side was not appealing. It was so bad that I kept the shades partially closed.

So, to improve the view I added this lovely plant on the outside.

It takes up almost the entire window.  A lovely alternative to the previous view.

For the first few days, as I walked across my living room or looked up from my reading, I would be startled by this plant “watching me” through the window.

Have I been isolated too long??

~Lori

To Catch a Thief

Is there anything more delicious than lightly salted pistachios?

I admit, I am addicted.

I love most nuts and finding pistachios shelled is heaven.

The slight touch of salt is perfect. Continue reading “To Catch a Thief”

Parking fail but not mine!

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~Photo Lori Greer in Portland June 2019~

Seeing this parked car made me laugh out loud.

I could see me parking over the line with a car of this length.

Parallel parking is not a preferred activity especially on a busy street in downtown Portland!

I especially hate it when lots of people are watching me.

“Woman driver”  I can hear them muttering.  Continue reading “Parking fail but not mine!”

Breaking my fast

 

I am trying to eat good food when I “break my fast” but, it’s not always easy mainly due to lack of time and a bit of laziness.

I don’t want to cook first thing in the morning and I don’t want to clean up afterwards.

However, I do want to eat well. Continue reading “Breaking my fast”

Sad News from Minnesota

Excuse the corn…

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A text circulated among some of my yoga buddies. Source unknown.

Have a happy, light-hearted day!