Gratitude Friday

Getting back to the bones of my blog, I decided to dedicate at least one day a week to reminding myself of what I’m grateful for.

Today, I’m grateful to have woken up, having breath and life, and the ability to move about freely without pain. I’m grateful for my family, my loving husband and wonderful sons. I’m grateful for a job that challenges me and promotes me. A job that lets me travel and meet wonderful new people.

I’m grateful for friends who check on me when I’m under the weather.

When I start to list the the things I’m grateful for, I find the list gets longer and longer.

Happy Friday all. What are you grateful for today?

Trial runs

In the pre-planning stages of Christmas, and my husband’s birthday we have Beef Wellington! It’s my first stab at this recipe. My lucky husband and children get to experiment with me.

I added a bit of sautéed greens, and a little red wine reduction to bring it all together.

Cooking is one of those things that I really enjoy, especially when it works!

Pet names

I’ve been called many things over the years, but my favorite pet name that I’ve been called is “Fred”.

Bet you weren’t expecting that?

What is the best Pet Name you’ve been called, or called someone else?

Where did pet names come from, I wonder?

Running away

I ran away yesterday afternoon to my favorite Garden space, The Arbor Gate in Tomball, TX.

Wandering around amongst the plants, in a nearly deserted nursery I got to touch all the wonderful herbs,and see all the beautiful things.

The bees were a nice surprise.

I’m so grateful for time to see, touch, and enjoy the wonderful things of nature.

Herbs in the garden

Oregano

I love Oregano. In Greek, it translates Joy of the Mountain.

I’m joyous to have it handy for everything I enjoy, a charcuterie plate decoration, seasoning for feta, olives, salad dressing, sauces.

My favorite thing to do with herbs, besides cooking, is letting them flower, and putting them in a vase to brighten a table.

Cheers to Oregano.

Not all is always well, but all is good.

I’m not trying to make sense, as I’m still trying to understand.

My husband and I have been together since late 1991. We know each other well, which makes our current situation odd.

We rarely fight each other. If we are fighting it is on the same side against others.

When we fight each other….

Image credit Getty Images.

When we fight each other, the earth quakes, as we rain down wrath that makes nature back up in awe. He might be a foot taller than me and 100 pounds heavier, but I’ve never backed down from him, nor will I.

What was odd about our recent altercation was his immediate humility, apology, and my immediate forgiveness, absolution, and appreciation.

I was hurt. His recent neglect, and lack of interest had culminated in an obvious display that I couldn’t tolerate. I put my foot down. He turned a paler shade or white…..apologized verbally, demonstrated the apology, and all was right….immediately. The moment he recognized the issue, and apologized the atmosphere completely changed and I was once again awed by the power of making peace.

All ego was cast aside, and I was the one humbled and moved by the power he held in his apology. It was a valiant and honorable demonstration of his love for me. But all the power remained with him.

It was amazing. But of course he had the power, because I was the one hurt, and only he could fix it. When he offered the remedy and I accepted I was putty in his hands.

It was an amazing and profound reminder of the power that humility holds, and the cementing effects of an apology on a relationship.

Never be afraid to apologize to those who really love you.

It was a profound lesson for me.

“There is always hope and power to those who can love, and apologize.” Quote being my own.

Sundays

Sunday’s are mostly the best day of the week for me.

Working through the weekdays, chores and shopping on Saturday, with some exercise thrown in, then Sunday.

Sunday used to be very busy too especially when I was volunteering at church, I’d be there all day.

Now Sunday is rest, reflection, and maybe some time with friends. A little cooking if I have to get the meal planning started for the boys.

My favorite Sunday is to enjoy my clean home, curl up with a book and the dogs, maybe watch a movie.

I’m so grateful for the time to just be still.

Image found on Pinterest. There is an image credit there, but I can’t read it through the lace.