Sunday, June 10

Americans diet

On our stop through Meridian, we discovered a new dietary plan from our friends the Rices.  On this plan, rice and all other grains along with their cousins the legumes are blackmail for our bodies.  Not only grains but the whole family of dairy.  Congestion and fat rolls result if indulged.  Throw out all forms of pure sugar and the scientific advances of additives, extra salt and potatoes, and what do we have left to eat?  

Lean meat, 
olive oil, 
plant based spices.  

Is this possible?  Is it healthy?  Can we run faster, further, with fewer aches and pains?  We are willing to experiment and see.  

Down to Texas

South Texas is a mysterious place.  At first glance, not much here but a bunch of mesquite trees and tangles of live oaks.  Plenty of moisture in the air, not always in the ground.  Towns few and far between make a newcomer a little lonely and wondering where are the resources, the stores, the people. Move down to the coast and the pace of life is slow and steady, methodical as the wind billowing out, blowing light, pushing the shallow bay water up towards the shore.

We are settled in to our parents' condo for the week.  Having breakfast on the balcony, we watch the pedestrian procession of dog walkers set to the beat of shrimp boat and barge motors out in the bay, punctuated with the caw-caw-p-caah of seagulls scavenging.  We took note of one walker with exceptional ingenuity: leash lassoed around her own waist, her eager spaniel powered their walk.

Wednesday, June 6

Ode to Herbs

Herbie the long dog is staying behind us in New Bern. 

After nearly seven years of chasing squirrels, traveling in his little car crate, meekly enduring a toddler in his family, and serving on the greeting committee wherever we call home, he gained a reputation for funniest looking dog, and faithful house guardian with his loud bark.

In a mysterious twist of ill stretching, he ruptured a disk in his neck the very day we were being packed to move.  He was about to embark on a new journey with us, and now we will miss our beady-eyed buddy in the back seat. 
 Good bye, Herbals.

Friday, June 1

Time to Move!

This time it's going to be like a mid summer Christmas, by the time we get back to our stuff and after traveling across the country and back.  The mess is like the heap of paper immediately following gift opening; the floor invisible, the footing treacherous.  Thankfully, we had professional help this time.  Packers and movers, while we sorted through the clutter and packed our on-the-go bags.

Now, the floors are clear, the windows empty, all the work done but the catching up of sleep.

Wednesday, April 18

Wed Evening Musings

"The servile state always thinks of history, man judging man, because it does not believe in Divine Power. It believes in abstract power. It equates the abstraction Democracy with the abstraction Equality, and this results in blind obedience to the struggle between partisan interests."

~Andrew Lytle

Tuesday, January 24

Party Spirit

Do you know what that is?

Check out Robert Capon's book, The Party Spirit. The end times meets us in the kitchen! With our guests--and how we host them.

Sunday, January 22

7 Years

Seven long years. It's a long time since we publicly pledged our "I do" to each other. Seven years is a turning point in the life of a child, in his growth and development, as many educators and physicians recognize. It's enough time to get some history under the belt of a marriage. Time to "I do" to that and "I don't" to this. Doing about two of those seven years at a distance, like long distance dating, it's tempting to forge ahead with one's separate lives, forming plenty of survival habits and self-made schedules that will all need to change with reuniting. It's tempting to pretend like nothing happened in those seven years to need readjusting. We've gotten along thus far; we are basically fine, right? Where the hand of God is at work, there is no pot-in-the-fire "fine" for long.