SALAD AND BUNS FETISH!


“The past couple of days has been one in which I choose not to dwell on, simply because I feel  resigned to just be, to let life be, and what comes my way….well I’ll be thankful for sure, appreciative of course! Mostly I’ll be stronger, for my strength makes me who I am, who I choose to become.”

–Cathy

 

I like the idea of putting together something really quick and easy, I don’t like overly long cooking or baking. It should take me 45 minutes in the kitchen on busy days……

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Salad making in the process with cheese paste and loads of mustard just the way I like it

The salad is basic, tomatoes, shredded cabbage, red onions, local green lettuce. With garlic and olive oil dressing.

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Whole some mini buns

2 cups all-purpose flour (self rising flour)

1 packet of instant yeast

pinch salt

smidgen of cinnamon

1 table-spoon sugar

1 tablespoon olive oil

Method:

Mix together in a large bowl to allow for expansion, after half hour (1/2) roll into mini balls and sit for 15-20 minutes covered with a damp towel, bake at 350 for 20 minutes. I love these with Jam, custard for my sweet tooth, of course!

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MIRRORING EFFCT


Until the dusk clears, the skies recede, and life no longer resembles the entity it once was.

   I shall be the ball, that keeps on rolling, at times stop due to being stuck in a very shallow ditch. Only for a time no doubt, no fears, no worries, not a single care; one might say.
    still, here it is , constant, an ever-present being the solid of this relationship.
Thinking , always thinking, motions swirling round and round; 
my mind doubling, multiplying.
 
 
Maybe  I know and then again I don’t….
do you think anyone ever cares? The question always surprising….
Yes! I think they do!
Or they would not be around.
Surrounding me with words, looks, impressions of thinly veiled contempt
with a mere hint of derision. Still I care…..
 
Laughter, more laughter my spirits awakens, 
from somewhere deep inside me. Like being weightless, floating under water, my passion,
Submerge and yet so peaceful. It’s like flying at a very deliberate pace; that I see myself and 
think, wow!! It’s really me. 
Like looking in the mirror, but for some strange reason the image looking back at me is not me. Then again it is me , or is it? I’m confused, well maybe not.
It’s who I aspire to be, the person begging to be let out, to invoke a sense of panic, frantic even, but panic all the same.
“Hi” i say to  the reflection, “how are you today”
and the images smiles back. Turning away I feel a sense of lightness
a sort of calm swaying motion, yet I keep on  smiling.
For I am at peace. For now, for today.
I am at peace.
 
 
 
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VIBES ALL NIGHT LONG!


Soulful music  going on all night long…..

Sleep is denying me once again, maybe a headache….. or something else

not sure . Had a hard day at the hospital today, I tell you!!! the waiting is hell on your nerves, trust me.

So listening to Amy and hoping to be so engulf that even sleep himself can’t keep up with what I’ve got in store for him.

IT’S MONDAY AGAIN!


The weekend flew by so fast one minute I was sleeping or trying to and the next thing it’s morning, how crushed I am right now.

Started back on my ritual of drinking a half teacup of Saffron tea, no sugar no milk as some suggested. First thing at Mornings and last thing at Nights. How ever will I keep up?

Wish me luck !

 

SANCTUARY


White Orchids

White Orchids

Beauty belies beneath still caves,

enveloping, caressing, slowly.

Minding, caring, still so,

deliberately provoking, stimulating, 

setting things right, the wrong;

Why does it have to be this way?

ever-engaging, ever-angry, sometimes loyal, never present,

always unsatisfied by events that play an after-thought.

Until the day starts with a wake up call be lying love, precious love.

Searching, hoping, longing, the value of the future,

in one miss call, a mere whisper of a kiss so sweet, a hint of promise.

We’ll see……. thinking yes, hoping yes…..

Now you see me, always,

here

waiting

caring

loving

serene

infinity

BE THE BALL MOMDBB

A BOOK IN A DAY…..(LITERALLY)


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Got this book from sister Aly, and have been reading it  repeatedly, she said it’s the ideal book for anyone willing to learn, “If you’re unsure after reading this you won’t be” Ok I said. End of conversation……

Little ever surprises me anymore, small gestures like his hand on the small of my back, indicating the direction he wants me to go, His arm suspiciously brushing against my arm causing the tiny hairs to stand erect, his eyes betraying a hunger thinly concealed. Fingers creeping around my waist holding me ever so close yet not close enough, I shiver….. wow looking at him “you’re very wicked”  I whisper, he smiles. As we leave the store I find he does this almost every time we enter a store, a pharmacy or just browsing .

I love this man truly I do !

Be the Ball

MOMDBB

MY FETISH


There is something  about the sight of blooms that has me going ooh & ahhh…. I tell you nothing quiets the spirit and the minds at the sight of these beauties. It makes me content in a frame of mind to ponder and reflect, it gets me in the mood to be amorous, and believe it not my appetite is alert for food. Ha ha ha