Saturday, March 26, 2016

Oh Lord Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

Baked thin sliced potato chips with black pepper and salt are my new obsession.  Immediately doused with Frank's Louisiana Hot Sauce.  So good and better than bagged chips.
I prepared for P's birthday dinner the next night, prebaking the carrot cream cheese cake bars.  Love those one bowl recipes for non-bakers.

I pre-stuffed the jalapeno's to just throw in the broiler the next night. I had some leftover filling so I ended up shoving it in my chicken thighs.  Sharp cheddar, chorizo, onion and garlic.  Feeling all clever and resourceful. Well fed and grateful.  This is the disposition that I shoot for in my day to day.  I fail, almost every day but I will always choose this feeling above depression.
My hope is that people will remember me as someone who chose joy and laughter above what I fight against which is grief and sorrow.

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