Cooking for One

After over 60 years of cooking for a family and then a diabetic husband, I am now cooking only for myself. At first it was difficult to get inspired when it was only the two of us but I find I do not really need to cut back the amount of what I cook. I only had to obtain lots of freezer containers in single portion sizes.

For instance, I love the “Breakfast Bowls” that can cost upwards of $2.00 each. Doesn’t seem like much but when you multiply that times 30 days in a month, you are spending $60.00 a month. So, instead I set a little extra time for breakfast one morning and and make about about a four portion size. I eat one portion fresh out of the pan and then divide the remaining portions into three different containers. I date and label them by applying masking tape on each container and write on it with a black Sharpie. If I don’t do that, I’m liable to forget what or when I filled it. Slip them in the freezer and I guarantee you that whether it is like the Bacon/Spinach omelet pictured or a single serving of soup or stew, it will taste good microwaved for two or three minutes when you really don’t have time or inspiration to cook.

Sometimes when I pray. . .

I feel like a little girl whose Daddy has called her over to his chair and pulled her up onto his lap, gives her a hug and says, “Tell me what’s going on in your life”.  I can talk to Jesus about all my problems and activities.  He lovingly hugs me and may say,  “That sounds like it was fun.”  or He may say, “I’m sorry that happened to you.  Let’s talk about how to avoid that happening again.”  or “So, what are your plans?”.  He really wants to know what I am thinking about.

There is no reason for me to lie or try to hide something from Him.  He is already aware of my problems and issues, faults and virtues. I know not everyone feels that way about Jesus. Not everyone had a dad who gave them that experience. I’ve read that our experience with our earthly father will effect how we perceive our heavenly father. I was so blessed to have a father who doted on me. He was 46 years old when I was born. He started going blind when I was about six years old. He was too poor and old to give me material things but he did give me his love.

As I became a teenager, I was shocked to find my father no longer seemed to hold me in that regard. I have since learned that moral men who do not have a good relationship with a wife in the home will often become distant with their pubescent daughters. The father is so appalled at the idea of ever having an immoral thought about his daughter, he “shuts her out” to avoid that possibility. Of course, at the time, I never imagined that was happening. Not having a mother in my life was hard enough but then I felt like I was also losing my dad.

At the age of 15 I became troubled about my own path in life. My dad recognized what my need was and suggested I start going to Church. There, I found another Father who never “shuts” me out. Jesus is always there for me. Always listening, always loving.

But like a child, I’ve had to avail myself of my new parent’s wisdom through His Word. I feel like the Bible is God’s love letters to me. We discuss things I need to learn and he shows me by relating incidents where others also had lessons to learn. He warns me and admonishes me and encourages me to keep trying when I fail. He assures me of His love but even more of His ability to handle things I can’t handle. He tells me to “wait” and believe He is in control.

I pray that others may be able to develop at least as good a relationship with Jesus as I have and that I grow more aware of His desire for my life.

All the people who can’t post on Facebook any more.

A very well informed Facebook friend, Mike Booth, has been blocked from Facebook.  She had a lot of Conservative connections in Washington and kept us up to date, on what was really happening, ahead of even Fox News.  It isn’t just the big sites Facebook is blocking.  She did have over 4000 Facebook “friends” but she did not have a commercial site and just posted like the rest of us.  Looks like I may have to start posting things here that are Political and just put a link on my facebook timeline.  Here is a link to one of the last things she was able to post.  She had put a link to this in a comment.  Deep State Revealed

Don’t Save a Tree!

Every time someone suggests not using a paper product so we can “save a tree” it makes me cringe.  There are more trees in North America today than when there were when only Native Americans were here.  Paper companies plant millions of trees, cultivate them and then harvest them, mainly to make into paper products.  Then they plant them again.  Farmers plant acres of trees as a cash investment for the future on land not needed for farming.  Trees also mean jobs for a lot of people who work in the paper mills producing paper products.

And don’t get me started on Christmas Trees.  How many farm families depend on the sale of their Christmas Trees to put them in the black for the year.  Again, these trees are planted, cultivated, harvested and replanted on land that might otherwise lie fallow with weeds.

Trees are a renewable resource.  Much more so than the plastic from petroleum by-products.    Paper dissolves within a year when exposed to the elements; Plastic takes centuries to break down.  Don’t save a tree, save a job, our planet, our economy.