Check this out. It was posted on my Facebook page by Wild Magnolia...and I think it's an awesome idea. I'm gonna get to work on mine tomorrow...
It's been a long chilly rainy gloomy day around these parts. I went over to sit with my neighbors husband for most of the day and then came home to make some vegetarian chili and get ready to head to the discussion group at 6:30. It, of course, was wonderful.
So was the chili. lol I started out with sauteed onions, added some small diced carrots and celery, garlic, diced tomatoes, tomato paste, cannelini beans, bell pepper, yellow crookneck and zucchini squashes. I put in a small can of diced mild chilies. I added extra water. I threw in a couple of handfuls of dried corn. I added cumin, salt, pepper, garlic powder, and smoky paprika. Then I put in a little more salt. lol It was really wonderful.; There was enough to freeze a couple of the big yogurt containers and still put a container with another meal's worth in the fridge. We had it with sun dried tomato tortillas, warmed with a little butter. I'm tellin ya, chickadees....it was good. Chock full of chunky vegetables and nothing bad for you in it at all. And EXTREMELY flavorful. That smoky paprika (that I bought for another recipe recently) has been worth every penny it cost. It really lends itself well to dishes like this one. I think it cost something like $1.07 per ounce .
I'm pooped tonight. I went to bed in tears last night after some emotional breakdown and then couldn't quite make it stop. So, naturally, I woke up my poor husband and he was well, just wonderful. And then my nose was so stuffed up from crying that I couldn't hardly sleep. It all started when everybody I freaking know had to get grandchildren this past few days. I swear... and when I read Mary Moon's blog about Lily's home birth and all the family there and saw the pictures of that little guy....I just lost it. I just sat here and sobbed and sobbed. It was all triggered (I'm sure) by the fact that my daughter-in-law went in and had her tubes tied on Monday. Which means that I will most definitely never have grandchildren of my own. And I guess last night was just my night to process all that grief. And I'm tearing up again, just writing this.
It isn't like I haven't always known that she wouldn't be having more children. She has 2 from previous marriages. And has always been very clear that she didn't want more. And I respect that. It's her body and her choice. But....I actually thought, last night..."He's only 40...he could still meet someone in her 30's who's been dying to have children, and have 4 babies in 5 years...." Sweet lord. I really did think that. Fleetingly.
Just more proof that I am demented or going senile or something.
Anyway... I am tired from not enough sleep and am turning in a little earlier tonight. Hopefully I will sleep like I need to and wake up early tomorrow morning, refreshed and ready to jump into my life.
Leaving you with a lovely hopeful quote from Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa
" The winds of grace blow all the time.
All we need to do is set our sails."