MEMORIES of my Dad

I had to take my sweet little puppy to the Vet this morning and on my way back home I drove the route I used to take when my dad and I would be returning to his home from visiting the Blessed Sacrament. I remembered every thing he used to tell me as we drove past the house with the roof he liked and the little church he never remembered being on that street, and the fruit and veggie store he'd buy the chile pods he used to make the BEST chile no one can copy. Of course I began to cry as I drove away from his home, as I invisioned him sitting on the porch and waving good bye to me as I honked the horn as he did when he left my home. I'm crying now as I write this. It happens a little less often, but these days of Lent are going to be really difficult because Lent was his favorite time of the year. He'd pray and sing the chants of the Stations of the Cross. I have his prayer and song books that he left to my oldest son. I'm supposed to translate them, I will someday, crying at every sentence.

Ash Wednesday

So I'm getting together my menu for Ash Wednesday's Lenten Meal. It's always the same but it takes time for me to get the recipes together in one place. Six different recipes on six different looking papers. I think I did write them all out on special recipe cards but I put them away in such a "safe" place that at my age now, I don't remember where the "safe" place is. That "safe" place is holding other important items so I'm wondering when I'll find the "safe" place to find everything that's there. There's that saying, "I've got so much on my plate, I don't know where to begin", well I now officially have to say that I have so much on my table that I'm wondering where to begin. Cut back to the "safe" place that holds all the important items I need to start getting things done. How am I going to find that "safe" place? Saint Anthony hear my prayer once again!!

I wish I would've felt better

I cleaned the kitchen, cleared and swept a bit. I watched a movie, "Say Anything", then I was just going to take a siesta when my sisters-in-law stopped in. I invited them to my older son's house and when we got there it turned out that my other son was there with his family, visiting. So it turned into a family reunion of sorts. I just wish I would've been well to really have fun with the grand kids. I'm getting really anxious, waiting. I wonder how much longer it's going to be before I heal? My nerves are making me eat! So now I feel worse because I know I'm gaining extra weight! Lent is beginning on this Wednesday so that will help me. Hopefully the extra praying will help me get better. I'm not motivated to work on any of my hobbies, it's sad really because now's the time I could really take the time to do some of my projects. I will just wait for the LORD to heal me in HIS time. In JESUS' holy Name I pray.

Awake!

It's 3:19am in my time. I am wide awake wondering why. Why? Why am I wide awake? For hours now I've been thinking and thinking about what has caused me my sleep. I pinned it down to either a late cup of coffee I had with my husband,[he's sleeping soundly] or the piece of pumpkin pie from the pie I made today. I prayed,then tried to clear my mind. I've got two hours before my husband's up, then my daughter, then my little grandson who visiting us. Oh boy! What am I going to do if I need my Siesta earlier than my grandson needs his nap? I guess I'll figure it out when it happens. This hadn't happened to me in months. It sure isn't any fun. I guess I'll try to get to sleep once again,m I've two hours before starting my Wednesday.

This Monday's Blues

Today marks the fourth week since I injured myself. I'm getting around a little better but not well. I've got to be so careful of how I move my leg. It has especially settled in my knee now. My shin hurts too. I've got to do so much in this week and then get ready for Ash Wednesday. The day after that I've got to take my puppy to the vet. I just really have had to exercise my patience, waiting to be healed. It's really really hard for me. I don't remember the last injury taking this long. It did, but I don't remember it, probably because I was much younger and I took it like a woman. Now that I'm older I don't want to take it at all! I remember my dad being so impatient at just having a common cold. I think I understand now that it was because he had a life and he didn't want to spend it with a miserable cold. What I have of course is more than the common cold but still, it bugs because I simply can't work like I normally do. By the Grace of GOD I will wait it out until HIS will be done in HIS time and not mine. In the last year I've been learning that I am not in Control after all. I haven't after all these years been doing it all by my self. I had Divine help.

Dinner but no dancing

My husband and I decided to go out for our Valentine's Day dinner two days early, because of my injury. We stayed close to home, so it wouldn't be too much for me. Our steaks were cooked just right. I had baked a cinnamon swirl loaf earlier today so that was our dessert. My leg is getting better, I'm so thankful to our LORD for this. It's been along three weeks. I am so afraid of stairs though. It'll be a while before I get the courage to try them again. I don't want to tempt fate and re-injure myself. Thankfully I had bought my best friend's Valentine gift through the web so all I've got to do is wrap. I told my daughter who lives out of state that her gift will be late but it'll be out to her as soon as I can get to the UPS store. The reason I titled this posting "dinner but no dancing" is because as I was slowly dragging my leg around today trying to do some very simple chores, I began feeling sorry for myself. I suddenly thought that I'll never be able to dance again with my husband. It's a very humbling experience when you cannot do anymore the simple things and fun things you once did.

A GOOD MONDAY for a change!

So, my daughter came in last night from what we thought was her snowboarding weekend, but the excitement wasn't from the trip. She and her friends got in town early, in time to go and listen to a presentation by Jim Caviezel at a local church. It was great and she was able to speak with him and get his autograph. Jim is a most favored actor in our household. He was truly amazing the "Passion of the CHRIST". We first discovered him in the "Count of Monte Cristo". "Angel Eyes" is another favorite of ours. He is such a humble man. A good man. He and other actors made cds of the Holy Bible in a dramatic setting. It's wonderful. My husband and I began listening to Matthew this evening and Jim's voice is beautiful. This is going to be so helpful now that the Lenten season is starting soon. The other exciting news is that I made my very first pie crust that I actually liked, this afternoon. As I'm still limping around from my injured knee, baking is about the only thing I can do with out too much pain. I just take several rest periods in between adding the ingredients. I made an apple pie. Since dinner my husband has eaten one half of it! This is because I hadn't made any home made goodies since the Holydays. So now I have perfected several recipes and soon I'm hoping to get them all together for my daughters and grand-daughters to have from me. I wish I could have something like this from my mom And my dad, they were both excellent cooks. I can't make my mom's Sunday potroast nor my dad delicious red chile! Oh well, I'll keep on trying to perfect my recipes!