Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Made Custard


Here is a photo of my mom and dad many many years ago. I wasn't even born yet. It shows them making food. One of my parent's love languages was food. No matter how broke we were my mom did her very best to feed the herd the best way possible. No wonder I tend to munch when I am stressed or feeling lonely.

In honor of my mother I made custard this morning like she used to make on cold winter mornings for breakfast. She didn't just make custard, she made "floating island" which is warm soupy custard with little meringue mountains floating on top of each bowl. Personally I've never tried making custard so it was an adventure. My adventure turned out pretty well. I had warm custard for breakfast, cool custard for lunch, frozen custard for dinner, and more frozen custard as a snack in the evening. Mmmmm, custard is a good thing.

My newly clean kitchen and living room are so comfortable. I love my apartment when it is clean. Someone can now come to the door unexpectedly and I will not die of shame.

I've been getting to bed at a more reasonable hour the past week or so. This means I wake up before evening...like a normal person. My hours are still a bit sporadic, but small steps are good too.

Before I go to sleep I do a few easy crossword puzzles. This is new for me since I had a seriously difficult time reading as a kid. My spelling ability is still quite sad. My hope is that these crossword puzzles will develop those parts of my brain that didn't get enough exercise as a kid. They say our brains stop developing by the time we are 25...though I think I can shake things up well into my 60s or beyond. Hey, why not? I've seen stroke victims learn new skills even in old age, can't be that much different for the rest of us. I need all the brains I can get.

I am grateful I had a clean stove and counter top this morning to make custard. I am grateful my custard turned out well. I am grateful I didn't need to share my sofa this evening with a pile of books and papers, much more comfortable without such things. I am grateful for God's amazing love.
GratefulJoy

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