Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Oops. This Vegan Mofo post should include a recipe. But, here's the deal. I'm painting my upstairs. And I am sorely in need of a trip to the grocery store. And I cooked over the weekend. A lot. But most of what I cooked was testing recipes from a new-to-be-published cookbook, so I can't post any of those. I could, I suppose, but the authors just might have an issue with that. Plus we have leftovers, so we aren't feeling any pressure to throw together anything creative just to get by. I guess this is proof that you can live quite well on vegan food, even if the vegan food in the house is limited. Let's call it a test to prove, that indeed, there is enough nutrition in veggies, legumes, beans, whole grains, nuts and seeds to survive quite nicely. So now I owe you three recipes. Oh my.