It has been difficult to blog as of late due to problems with my computer, therefore, I am trying to get caught up. I have handwritten drafts of several blogs which hopefully I will be posting over my break from now until early January before I am again swamped by work and the mundane. I think blogs are valuable memory keepers. Over the past year I have been rereading many of Andy’s blogs and I am so thankful for his writings. I had his entire blog printed into a soft bound book for the boys.
I recently rented the movie "Julie and Julia." It took me two evenings to fit in time to watch it—but it was worth it and now I am inspired. Movies can be incredible instruments—they can inspire us in many ways. Andy enjoyed movies immensely and credited many of his creative romantic lines to movies that inspired him. My father-in-law, several years ago just after exiting from seeing “Shaft”, valiantly fended off an attacker who was attempting to rob him while he was in the theater men’s room. We were thankful he had seen an action movie that night –no telling how history might played out had he had been to a romantic comedy.
My first inspiration/project is cooking. I have not felt like being creative in the kitchen, tackling menu planning, or even thinking about dinner for most of the nights in this year since Andy died. As many know, the boys and I spent numerous evenings eating out in this time. In the 2 years prior to Andy’s death, I had become quite proficient in the practice of frugality. After his death, I was all about convenience. Recently this chore became more complicated when my youngest was diagnosed with wheat and gluten allergies. It became a menacing chore of facing the daily grind of planning a meal for:
1) a picky, picky eater with allergies,
2) a tired, single mom on weight watchers (who gained back 20+ lbs in the last year)
3) and an average elementary age boy.
I cannot explain why this movie inspired me to not only to cook again but to venture out more creatively with food. Perhaps it is the fact the actresses portraying the main characters made it seem possible for the “average” woman to be triumphant in the art of cookery. So I dug up my
Martha Stewart Living and
Everyday Food magazines and I purchased
Mastering the Art of French Cooking in order to try new recipes. Thus far, I have had success with all but one (snap peas with mint-ick!) which I have attempted. I will try to remember to post the menu/recipes of the day at the bottom of each blog entry from here on out.
My second inspiration/project from the movie is a mental one. In the movie, the narrator states Julie Child made the French people she encountered pleasant. So I asked myself-do I positively influence the people I encounter? My answer would be, “no.” As a Christian, my joy should overflow and spread to others. I remember a TV commercial in which a man was walking down a crowded street talking on his cell phone and smiling from from ear-to-ear. His smile was so genuine and joyous that it spread infectiously to the strangers around him.
A few years ago in the face of a challenging work environment, I set a daily goal. I sought out someone, every morning within 15 minutes of arriving at work, to compliment or spread extra joy to in order to start the day on a positive note. I do not know why I stopped doing that. I do know for me it does not seem to come naturally to be a “glass half full” person. Two of my colleagues at work just naturally seem to see the positive and radiate joy, laughter and fun in everything they do. Shouldn’t we all be that way---especially Christians?
Notes to self:
smile more
spread more smiles
daily strive to love from the source
finish study of joy/then blog about it
refrain from kicking the computer when Firefox crashed 6 times during the composition of this post (deep breath)
Currently listening to STING, “If on a winter’s night”
Dinner tonight:Mediterranean chicken with feta cheese over orzo
Pois Frais en Braisage (buttered peas)
Today grateful for:
A delightful, long lunch with my best friend
Daycares being open
5K run and 1.5 miles on elliptical
my boy who gave me an "I love you" banner