Wednesday, April 23, 2008

In the Mood for Poetry?

Here's one I recently found that might whet your appetite. I think I might fall in love with it soon, for it is horridly beautiful.

W. H. Auden

As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.

And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
"Love has no ending.

"I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Afica meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street.

"I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.

"The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world."

But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
"O let not Time deceive you
You cannot conquer Time.

"In the burrows of the Nightmare
Where Justice naked is,
Time watches from the shadow
And coughs when you would kiss.

"In headaches and in worry
Vaguely life leaks away,
And time will have his fancy
To-morrow or to-day.

"Into many a green valley
Drifts the appalling snow
Time breaks the threaded dances
And the diver's brilliant bow.

"O plunge your hands in water
Plunge them up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
And wonder what you've missed."

"The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
The desert sighs in the bed,
And the crack in the tea-cup opens
A lane to the land of the dead.

"Where the beggars raffle the banknotes
And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,
And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer
And Jill goes down on her back."

"O look, look in the mirror,
O look in your distress;
Life remains a blessing
Although you cannot bless."

"O stand, stand at the window
As the tears scald and start;
You shall love your crooked neighbor
With your crooked heart."

It was late, late in the evening
The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Best Friend Salsa

I give you Best-Friend Salsa. I first made this with my very bestest friend, AK, on her last visit here. It was wonderful and we've both made it separately since. But, I think of her wonderful self when I make it; hence the salsa's friendly name.

Best Friend Salsa

2 avocados, chopped
1 mango, peeled, seeded, and chopped (about 1 cup)
1/2 cup chopped red bell pepper
1/2 cup chopped jicama
1/4 cup fresh lime juice
2 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro
1 teaspoon sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon ground cumin

Combine all ingredients. Toss to coat. Voila!



Serve with white fish. Sooo yummy. And best enjoyed in the backyard in the late late afternoon. Pure heaven.

Itty Bitty-Unplugged

Here's a post to ensure that My Mom keeps coming to read my blog. :)







Friday, April 4, 2008

It's gone too far, the music nerd thing.

So, you're preparing to fry some bacon, heatin' up the pan, waitin' for that perfect time to put the slices on and to hear that satisfying snap, crackle, sizzle........ Guessin' it's probably hot enough, puttin' on the slices, hearin' nothing....darn! But hark!! What sweet music now floweth through your mind's ears? Oh, fancy that! It's the hymn, "Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence". {insert slow and silent head going left, then right, in the manner of "no".}

This is just wrong. How could my brain betray me this way? And more importantly, does anyone know of a cure for tragically-nerdy-church musician-syndrome? Please share. Please.

Oh, and come back soon to hear of my recent Time Travel Experience.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

I Think I've Lost My Mind

Obviously I've reading too many earthy, frugally, coupony blogs lately. Por ejemplo, I just bought 2 packs of diapers, 2 deoderants, a fancy toothbrush, luxury bodywash, and 8 rolls of TP for $5. For. Reals. Which is good, right, except that it takes about the whole week to plan how you're going to do such dastardly deeds. And you go crazy doing it. And it doesn't stop there....

In the last few months, I've begun making my own cleaning spray, dishwasher detergent, fabric softener, bread, and other things.

But, and here's the clencher....I'm now considering making my own yogurt. Did you even know you could do such a thing? Yeah, me either. Until I got hooked on these weirdo blogs. What is happening to me? Truly, I never thought I'd see the words "heating pad" in a RECIPE, and think, "oh, cool!" But yes, I am definitely going to try it. You should try it with me. To make me feel less insane.

Deb's Homemade Yogurt (oven style)


Alternative method of yogurt making

Makes 1/2 gallon
1/2 gallon milk (I use fat free)
2 cups instant dry milk powder
1 cup sugar or your choice of sweetener
1 Tablespoon good vanilla (I use Mexican)
1 6-8 oz. container yogurt with active cultures (first batch after that save some of your own)
Thermometer
Large, heavy, pot
Electric stove with light or gas stove with non-auto pilot light. Can also use a heating pad/towel/and box to cover)

Place milk in pot and add dry milk powder. Stir well.

Heat milk to 180 degrees, stirring now and then so bottom doesn't burn

Fill sink with ice cold water and place pot insde sink, Add sugar and stir well. Cool down to 110-115 degrees. Add vanilla. Add yogurt and stir well.

Fill containers of your choice and seal. ( I use jelly canning jars) Place on cookie sheet or heat proof tray.

Heat oven to 110-115 and turn off. Turn on oven light.

Place yogurt in oven on upper rack and check oven periodically to make sure it stays between 110-115.

Yogurt will be "done" in 4-6 hours but you can let it incubate for up to 12 depending on how tart you like it and how much beneficial bacteria you wish it to have.

Serve plain or with any kind of fruit. Suggestions: Top with sliced bananas, peach or cherry pie filling, or stir in plain vanilla.