Dinner Fails

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Dinner was a disaster tonight. I had bought canned salmon. I thought I was buying flaked salmon, like tuna. No. It was skin-on, bone-in, stinky-sitting-in-my-fish-juices salmon. My plans to create salmon cakes, quickly fleeted into the compost. When I look at something I am about to eat and think, "EW!" I don't even bother. My next thought was to make roast beef sandwiches. Wrong again. The sandwich meat I had purchased had a small hole in the air tight packaging and the meat was dehydrated. Into the compost too. I ended up making butter dill sole with some leftover grains from the night before.

Laugh
I also tripped on a toy and banished them all from the kitchen.

Learn
"Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink...." -Matthew 6:25a

I find it interesting that Jesus says do not worry. Not try not to worry. Do not worry. I find the best way to tackle my problem is with an action that replaces worry. Prayer. In the example above, cooking something else to eat.

It was my hope to post a new gluten-free recipe for salmon cakes tonight, perhaps another. I hope to post some of our gluten-free experiments and finds this summer as we journey through July and August. Happy Summer.

Out of the mouths of babes Part II (100th Post)

Live.
Rylyn's had a few choice words of late.

Laugh.
Upon receiving one Lays Ketchup chip to eat with her breakfast, "Sometimes gluten-free tastes good."

Mom: What's your name?
Rylyn: Dalgleish Michael
(Her last name and second middle name).

Mom: How old are you?
Rylyn: Big.

Love.

Psalm 9

 ^1-2 I’m thanking you, God, from a full heart,
    I’m writing the book on your wonders.
I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy;
    I’m singing your song, High God.

Live. Learn. Love.

In attempt to simplify my blogging, I am going to try a new format.

Live.

Learn.
Yesterday began with sleeping in and being late for work (which for me is the last minute a teacher can legally arrive, 15 minutes before students). Already running behind, I had opened the door to a flat tire. Chris pumped it up, eliminating the time I had for Timmies (breakfast and lunch). I was feeling like my day was off to a bad start. Then I heard Tim Bosma's wife on the radio and perspective brought me to tears. I decided to turn my day around and be thankful for those three people playing in the picture above and committed to praying for the Bosma's when I felt like things were going wrong.

Believe me, there was more that went wrong with my day, but last year on mother's day weekend I was fearful of Rylyn having Cystic Fibrosis and losing her. Today, I am grateful for the small reminder to enjoy the time you have been given with your loved ones now.

Love.

Psalm 97:4-6

The Message (MSG)

⁴ His lightnings light up the world;
Earth, wide-eyed, trembles in fear.

⁵ The mountains take one look at God
And melt, melt like wax before earth’s Lord.

⁶ The heavens announce that he’ll set everything right,
And everyone will see it happen—glorious!