Archive for October, 2010

A Lord-itude Adjustment

October 30, 2010

Maybe you turn over and kiss the loved one sleeping peacefully next to you. Perhaps you let your arm hang off the bed to be met by an anxious puppy. Are your ears greeted by a little voice crying out from another room to be fed or changed? Or do you arise after spanking the alarm button, do the frankenstein walk to the kitchen and smack the on button for your morning coffee?

A new month is just around the corne and it’s time for a change!

Think about starting your morning with God. How about a Lord-itude adjustment. What a marvelous way to start the day. Arise, rub the sleep from your eyes and greet the Lord. Listen to His voice, welcome in His strength and pray that He be with you throughout your day.

Now go kiss your sweetheart, take that doggy for a walk, give the baby a bottle and make yourself a good cup of java!

What a Re-Leaf!

October 29, 2010

Depending on when or where you were raised, autumn may hold different childhood memories for you. If you were fortunate enough to grow up in the Midwest in the (early) 1950’s you remember fall with fondness; a chill in the air, leaves of the deciduous trees dropping like an unexpected gift, and smoke from fireplaces and burning leaves filling the morning air.

STOP! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? “BURNING LEAVES?”

Now don’t get your panties in a bundle, and yes, we burned leaves. Those were the good old days, when leaf collection used to be a family affair shared and celebrated by mom, dad, kids and grandparents. All you needed was a rake and a broom.

Rakes and brooms, you know what I mean, the tools that pre-dated the dreaded LEAF BLOWER! What’s that you say, you can’t hear my voice above the whizzing decibels?

So here is a name for you. Don Quinto. Who is that man? Apparently he is credited with the invention of noise and hot air and the leaf blower. Not much is written about this man.  Surely he has received many death threats or at least complaints.  Inasmuch as controversy swirls ’round the leaf blower, all it seems that we know is that the invention which is the delight of landscapers (or the mow, blow and go crew) was introduced in the late 1950’s or early 1960’s.

As my feet crunched across a pile of brown, gold, yellow and red leaves in my front (Southern California) yard I began to reminisce. I wanted to throw myself into fall’s bed of glory!

Today in our home we use a robot to clean our floors and another to clean our gutters. No, robot is not another word for h-u-s-b-a-n-d.  But if it were up to my husband, we’d have additional robots to clean the pool; take care sorting and folding clothes, emptying the dishwasher and locating all of his misplaced necessities.

So as the noise pollution/leaf blower controversy surfaces again,  I can’t help but thinking, why not a leaf eating robot?

Big Dippers

October 22, 2010

We are a nation of big dippers.

We dip nearly every food that we put into our mouths. And we do so in groups. Just take a look at food pyramid. Over the years many scientists, nutritionists and even the federal government have gotten into the act in trying to change this Bermuda triangle into something it’s not. Using colors, cartoon characters and common sense we have come to memorize the four groups: dairy, meat, grain, and the fruits and vegetables group.

Whether it’s a fast food chain or an appetizer tray being served at a party, Americans don’t do veggies naked. We dip carrots, red and green peppers as well as broccoli and snow peas. And if we aren’t topping off our vegetables with a white colored dressing we are filling in the open spaces, like a celery stalk with a thick spreadable mixture.

Fruits are sweet, juicy and easy to munch. So why do we complicate a strawberry or a banana with chocolate, an apple with peanut butter or blueberries with a Crème fraiche?

Consider fish and meat. We don’t eat shrimp or crab without a sauce and who eats lobster without smothering it in butter? We dip our cornmeal-coated dogs in mustard and few can resist chicken wings without having dipped them in ranch dressing. Why, that even sounds wrong.

How do you eat your spuds? When even the finest, most upscale establishment offers you a choice of four dips for your generously seasoned or Parmesan garlic coated fries, who can resist?

We dip our breads for crumbs, French toast and fondue. And we wouldn’t consider eating a cracker without a spread of some kind. There are bean dips, salsas and cheese dips.

It’s amazing how many of the less than healthy foods we dip; take for example the potato chip, the pretzel. And this one really pushes dipping over the top: dipping your deep fried churro into hot fudge.

Lastly, we cannot forget ice cream. We really shoot for the stars with this treat. We dip our waffle cones and then put the ice cream upside down (which defies gravity) in a vat of chocolate! Yes, we are big dippers. I rest my case.

Unexpected

October 5, 2010

You fight with your mind. You wrestle with your feet. You find ways to procrastinate. But ultimately you succumb to the pressure you have placed upon yourself; a personal goal you have set and you close the door behind you and begin the morning walk. It’s cold, windy and there is a mist in the air. For a brief moment you turn around, but you press on. Your nose is met by the smells of the residual burning in fireplaces this early October morning.  Your ears are awakened to the sound of rolling thunder in the distance. Your senses are greeted by the flesh of fresh fallen fruit. As a soft rain falls, you stick out your tongue and capture a sweet drop or two. And as much as you are ill-prepared for these gifts of nature, a skeleton appears to spring up from a neighbor’s lawn.

Morning showers and the dew…

October 4, 2010

Welcome in the day so new!

On this the fourth day of October, the Catholic Church remembers the life of St. Francis of Assisi. Born in Assisi, now considered a sacred town in central Italy, Francis is most well known as the Saint who loved all of God’s creatures.  But Francis of Assisi, considered a poor man,  inspired the Church by taking the gospel literally. St. Francis followed the teachings of the Lord daily, wholeHEARTedly, with joy and without limits on his love. St. Francis was a man of devotion and loyalty to the Word.

May the early morning dew serve as a reminder to all of its simplicity and generosity. As the soft warm showers dance on the earth let us remember the gifts of the earth and the sky; the gift of the human body and all the riches bestowed upon us when we accept the Lord, humbly and in service. And let us also call to mind the life of Saint Francis of Assisi in whose foot steps we walk today.

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