Sunday, July 22, 2012

My Moms (food) Legacy

       The other day I heard a rapping upon my chamber door.  To my surprise, when I opened it there was no person standing there..... yet a brown cardboard box rested silently at my feet. Picking it up I was astonished by the weight of such a small box. Being curious I checked the return address label. It was from my sister.  I suddenly remembered the conversation about the box of King Arthur books that were on their way to my humble abode. So I open the box and lovingly caressed each wonderful book as I withdrew them one by one.
       As I reached the bottom of the box I spotted a very tattered three-ringed binder adorned with kitty stickers and one that read "I love Washington".  Not exactly sure what I was seeing, I pulled it slowly out of the box to avoid the papers slipping out of the folder that seemed to have a tenuous grip on. I opened the binders cover and tears filled my eyes and I sank to the couch.
       I held in my hands my mothers recipe book.  Filled to bursting with recipes dating back to 1967; many of them written in her distinguishably beautiful handwriting.  She even left a written commentary on the quality of the food prepared from many of them and conversions to make larger quantities or if they were good frozen or not.
       Being an absolute lover of cooking and splendid tasting food I could not imagine a better legacy to hand down to your children.  I had been working on a recipe book to give to each of my three girls and now I get to share with them their Grandmother's secrets as well.
       Jessie (my sister), I can't thank you enough for sending the precious book of secrets to me. And Mom, thank you so very much for all of the things I have ever learned from you. And because of your dedication to cooking, all of the things I am still able to learn and to connect with you even while you are in Heaven.

                                                 " Life is too short to eat crappy food!"








Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Who Are You?

       I wonder who it is that takes time out of their day to read and browse what it is that I come up with to say when the mood strikes on my blog.   I know that there is a decent number of people who appear to be somewhat interested in my aimless meanderings based upon my 'blog stats'.  It causes me to question though the true purpose of the said individuals......
       I am aware that I have quite the following of haters.  Both personally and professionally. Amazingly there are quite a few I have never even had the pleasure to meet.   Perhaps if they were ever to grace me with their presence they would succumb to my charming and witty personality.  Realizing to their astonishment that I am an extremely humble and kind person with a wonderful sense of humor and their jealousy was completely warranted.  If they had attempted to befriend me instead, they would have found out what a blast life with me in it truly is.
       So, I wonder..... are my "fans" primarily made up of the misguided haters who have nothing better to do than read a paragraph of random thoughts that pour from my brain, through spell check and are directly deposited upon this blank page?  Or, are the nameless readers some of the sad and dejected men whom have made the unfortunate and life demeaning mistake of breaking my heart and this little page filled with these tiny black words are the only thing they are able to cling to for them to have even a moment in my life?
       Perhaps it is not any of those options. Perhaps those who enjoy reading a peace of my mynd are a rare and refined class of people who seek to find a human who possesses the shinning qualities of intelligence, humor, compassion, creativity and a soul that is still able to breathe.  If you are reading this I am speaking of you in one (if not all) of the categories for mentioned. And just for research sake I ask of you all..... please leave me a note a text an email a comment even a smoke signal sent in my general direction or an owl or homing pigeon (tagged with the number 42 to differentiate between all of the other messengers flying about) and just let me know why...... Why do you let me have five minutes of your life?
       Anonymous submissions are acceptable...... my information is as follows:
Danielle Muir @ danilee6679@yahoo.com
                            208-404-0689 or find me on Face Book!
                                                                                                    Thank You and Have a Magical Day

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Stones (and all their implications)

       I feel like I have just begun to live and the energy that it brings is transforming. Like water over the stones, softening them with each stroke, moulding them into precious beauties. That is what my past has done.  Everything that has ever happened to me has made me into the woman I am today and I am pretty psyched about who I see.  There are still somethings that need to be smoothed out, but with time, it will come.
       I am unable to recall a time when I have been so happy and confident. So determined and strong. I want to throw my middle finger up to all of those who were naysayers in my life. The ones holding strong to doubt and depression. I WILL ALWAYS PROVE YOU WRONG!
       Also, I'd like to say "Thanks" to those who have forced me to grow by their utter lack of humanity and/or conscious. You're great! Without the extreem amount of betrayal and heart-crushing cruelty I never would have had the balls to be the amazing woman I am. You will always regret your mistake.... but I will always be thankful.
        So when there comes a time when your head is filled with hate and mistrust towards your past.... think of them clearly and send a bit of light and love instead. Admit it, part of the reason you're still upset is because they never gave their piece of your heart back.
       What you send out comes back to you. So,make your thoughts happy and light instead of dark and annihilating. Let me know if you feel a change. Have a wonderful day..... sending loves and kisses!


BLESSED BE! 
     

Friday, June 22, 2012

paintings.....

acrylic paints and India ink on canvas

acrylic on wood

India ink on canvas

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Summer Solstice


Attempting to catch little fishies...... which apparently was terrifying,
 based on the screams.

Sierra, Harmony and Makayla
Teenagers tormenting each other- Lovingly.
and.... Me, aka Mom.




Summer Solstice 2012

at Wilson Lake
with
My Beautiful Ladies