little things......
pretty pathetic writing a second journal in one day. feel unattached despite the little things i did to make it better.
turned off the securityu alarm...opened the blinds on the windows. hello day, hello sun.....hello birds, trees, bugs.......squirrels.
clothes on.....since it's sunday i opted to wear an easy over the head one piece dress with a black lacy thing, it's not a sweater, it's not a cape, what is this thing called? it's pretty.......
the flip flops are super casual but hey i'm home and i wanna be comfy.....feel like a beachy girl sort of.
i'm listening to beth neil chapman, not sure if i got her name in the right order/spelled right......but listening to her eases my lonely places. something about if you ever meet a stranger or need a friend or i don't know......it sounds upbeat. never mind about the song.......i like it.
i decided to make some polska kielbasa, serve it with smashed potatoes and cinnamon applesauce. the kielbasa packaging says in bold letters on one corner, EASY to OPEN. hah! for who? a wolf with big sharp teeth? i finally cut it open and then take it into the light too see if there really is an easy open something or other......am i that weak,wimpy or do they say it's so,but they are telling a story to a public who wants everything easy. then they bring the hard to remind us life is not easy.
time to flip the kielbasa. i don't know how i discovered i like kielbasa.......mostly i like the quick simple of it.....slice it, saute it for a bit......let it rest to relieve it of any oil......dip it in the applesauce and the taters alternately. little kid meal really.......dipping it from sweet to savory........time to make? under ten minutes cause the taters were already made two days ago.
time to eat......time to let Beth the singer rest.......right now she's singing," Life goes on.......life goes on, life goes on."
i believe her cause i live it.......life does goes on. you have to be here to know this.......the end, hugs, silly me
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I have had the same issue with those easy open corners. I end up cutting into it. yeesh. Your dinner sounds lovely and could eat with your fingers. Songs touch the soul/spirit and so does opening the curtains to let the day present itself. love you Serce. and greenies for the furkins