I've got angst in my pants. That's a joke, an old one. No, seriously, I've been doing some computer research. I found what I was looking for, finally. I feel much better. You know all that, maybe? We always get into these spiritual questions and quandaries, or I do. I feel more comfortable with not knowing. I love mysteries...
Here is a picture of the Super Bowl Chili I made. It was delicious, but could have used some more heat.
This is the last recipe of 18 that I made, literally 10% of the recipes in this cookbook:
I decided that it's a pretty good cookbook, only one recipe was a total loss, the rest I liked or loved and so did my family. Not like I'm going to go review it on Amazon or anything. It only took me about 2 and 1/2 years to work my way through those 18 recipes. I love it when I reach a goal. Yay!
So, anyway, I still don't feel very good. The painkillers I took for my jaw are a central nervous system depressant I found out today. No wonder I've been down. I'm off those for the time being. My jaw is feeling better anyway. I hope the pain totally goes away, but that may be too much to ask.
J. hasn't called me but once. I hope she is having fun in California. B. hasn't called me back. Not a good sign. K. hasn't called or emailed. I hope she is OK too. I'm feeling isolated and lonely. I have a new internet friend, another "Artist", so that's good. We email each other. She's a real artist. I'm more of a dilettante when it comes to the visual arts. Jack of all trades, master of none.
Hmmm.....
This is part of my spiritual practice, writing to you. Along with lighting a candle and saying a prayer. Since I don't go to church these things are important to me. Understand?
Sleep well...
LOVE
Anne
No comments:
Post a Comment