Burnt as hell

This is why the smoke detector went off tonight.  (First picture.) It was a recipe from the internet. So, I threw them all in the composter and proceeded to make a second batch. They were bloody amazing. First time I’ve made pita chips, but now i am sure they will be a standby in this household. Everyone loved them and what a wonderful way to use up stale pitas. Just brush with melted butter/olive oil/garlic powder mixture and bake at 375 for eight minutes (not 15 minutes at 400!). Second batch shown on right. YUMM!

How rich are you?

I’ve really enjoyed the comments made on this article. Thoughtful Canadians! And I do feel rich! I love life! That is my definition of rich.

http://www.cbc.ca/news/yourview/2007/11/how_rich_do_you_feel.html

Elements

Just enrolled in a Photo Shop Elements night course at Fanshawe. I can’t wait! I was playing around with Elements today with one of my photos. I like how the paint tray turned out. It looks like it would make a neat painting.

The Week of Seven Sundays

Sounds like the title of a poem i haven’t written yet.

Sugar

Halloween was fab. Mild, with a crisp autumn breeze. I don’t know what I am going to do with the Mt. Everest of Halloween sugar on the kitchen counter. Maybe I will unwrap it all, stick it in a blender for three minutes then bake at 400 degress for 15 minutes.

This woman looks like she could use some sugar. Doodled her tonight while hanging with emily.

Somebodyism

I’m reading Anne Lamott’s book on writing called Bird by Bird. I’ve enjoyed it. She discusses getting your ego out of the way. Love this paragraph from the book:

 “…. most of us are raised to be somebodies and what a no-win game that is to buy into, because while you may turn out to be much more sombody than somebody else, a lot of other people are going to be a lot more somebody than you. And you are going to drive yourself crazy.”

I strive not to care what people think of my work. I think it is equally dangerous to get addicted to praise, as it is deflated by criticism. Just create. Just  be. That is what I strive for.

Stuffitis

We want to simplify our lives. We like the idea of voluntary simplicity. We just don’t volunteer for it. Perhaps it is a process. One box at a time.

 Nine years ago our moving ‘van’ was a pick up truck and it nearly fit everything. Scary what one accumulates in less than a decade.

Dissolving dishes

Why can’t dishes simply dissolve after you are done eating? Simply place dirty dishes in the sink, add water and watch the dishes (and cutlery) dissolve into the water. Completely earth friendly and mother friendly. Just look at these poor dish pan hands!

Weather

I am greatly affected by the weather. Close to my animal roots I guess. Today, I feel like one of the cows on the hillside lying around slugglishly waiting for the rain to end.  I should nap, but I won’t. Too many things to do.

Junkin a pumpkin

I thought i would participate in this little contest with this. She took me the afternoon. she’s sitting on my porch.