I've been on a porridge spree for a bit, loving those
itty bitty packages of preflavoured instant stuff
so convienient!
I ran out of them.
So this morning I pulled out the bag of slow cook oats from the cupboard
The cat (Barbarella) has this habit of sinking her teeth into anything grainy that
happens to be left out in plain sight.
This morning's victim was the bag of tortillas.
She chews through the plastic and messes up a few pieces then runs away
The bag of oats had a few toothy holes in it,
so I internally scolded her and proceeded
measure water
put on to boil
measure oats
mix in
stir wait enjoy
sugar,
cinnamon,
spoon
I'm half way through the bowl
when I notice ...
A sunflower seed?
hmmm
kinda dark for that.
Oh.
hMMM
what's that other off colour brown spot
OH!
Mouse turd
and maggot in my meal this morning
Lovely
I'm going back to toast.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
The bike
Just came inside from my second bike ride this week.
Did I mention this is the bike that won an adventure race?
(though it wasn't me riding it)
I can hear it dripping in the entry, hung like a wet sweater from it's hook
snow cloggled treads coming free from the icy coat.
I love this bike, beautiful full suspension by Specialized,
Tom (my brother) gave it to me two Christmases past.
Gave me a little present, the wrapped contents feeling like a book
opened up to find , "no it couldn't be" " what?" thoughts going through my head
as it was revealed to be a bike manual
and sent to the garage to find it.
WOW, definately one of the most meaningful gifts I've ever recieved.
I cried.
My old bike, well past it's prime,
though having been top of the line for it's first owner
had come to a state where about fifty metres was
the maximum distance I could ride it without something
either puncturing, slipping, or outright falling off.
I must say this gift came at the right time in my life
Winters have been times of deep depression for me
and none so much as these last two
Not to say posessions are the solution to depression
when my real need is to trust in God,
(and perhaps a sunlamp)
But wow what an unexpected blessing.
THanks Tom.
I know it is over a year ago.
but I'm thankful every day for that bike.
Did I mention this is the bike that won an adventure race?
(though it wasn't me riding it)
I can hear it dripping in the entry, hung like a wet sweater from it's hook
snow cloggled treads coming free from the icy coat.
I love this bike, beautiful full suspension by Specialized,
Tom (my brother) gave it to me two Christmases past.
Gave me a little present, the wrapped contents feeling like a book
opened up to find , "no it couldn't be" " what?" thoughts going through my head
as it was revealed to be a bike manual
and sent to the garage to find it.
WOW, definately one of the most meaningful gifts I've ever recieved.
I cried.
My old bike, well past it's prime,
though having been top of the line for it's first owner
had come to a state where about fifty metres was
the maximum distance I could ride it without something
either puncturing, slipping, or outright falling off.
I must say this gift came at the right time in my life
Winters have been times of deep depression for me
and none so much as these last two
Not to say posessions are the solution to depression
when my real need is to trust in God,
(and perhaps a sunlamp)
But wow what an unexpected blessing.
THanks Tom.
I know it is over a year ago.
but I'm thankful every day for that bike.
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