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I have had a craving.  It has been a specific craving, Mother’s Iced Oatmeal Cookies.  I thought the brand was Grandmother’s but upon fact checking, the sheet of “cold” cookies is by Mother’s.  The hard white icing on that warm-spiced oatmeal cookie made the cookie taste cold to me.  I only remember having those cookies at Grandma’s.  Why I think I confused the brand for Grandmother’s.   I spent over an hour watching homeade iced oatmeal cookie recipes.  I have worked hard in having this kind of patience for myself, this has been a progress report of some sort.  I enjoyed the time in watching many makings of iced oatmeal cookies for one to choose.  I found the recipe I want to try by the same maker who taught me a thing about making Rice Krispie treats I believe in.  I was happy to find a recipe by her for my craving.  I am taking the recipe day by day: Today I pulsed two cups of old fashioned oats.  I wondered if that step was...

One of the ways I would count my family as beautiful is witnessing their “know-how in helping others without those others telling them how to help them”.  (September 15, 2022 Today is my parents’ 43rd wedding anniversary but like 60 years of them knowing each other.  Matt and I have known each other through marriage 14 years but have known of each other for 21years but have known each other for 20 years. An example of knowing each other through marriage: Matt asked me today, “Feel weird eating ribs with ribs?”  I remember thinking yesterday when I had one for leftover, “I wonder if Matt is thinking it’s weird I am eating ribs knowing more intimately what my ribs feel like.”  Bone is a weird tissue like that and especially rib because it is at most in a fragile state, self-healing.  And Matt asked me while I worked on my second leftover rib, “Feel weird eating ribs with ribs?” the very next day I wondered from yesterday from the last time I wondered on Thursday, ...

https://youtu.be/Pwt6sRojIVs I have been up since 3:00a.  I have moved from two sofas, a sitting chair, listened to deep meditation music, and made a cup of chamomile tea.  It is 5:49a, and I am sitting at the kitchen counter on a stool.  I have nothing on my mind besides Airway Jerry.  I am having a little difficulty breathing.  I woke up with the feeling of what sounds like my lungs rubbing.  I studied Airway Jerry in vet tech school.  He was a dog mannequin equipped with a lifelike airway.  One of Airway Jerry’s auditory simulations was pleural rub.   I did warn Matt, “Don’t make me laugh.”  Last night he did not listen to me.  He said he doesn’t even realize he’s going to do it, that I need good laughs, and because he can make me laugh is one of the reasons I like him.  All true, except last night he made an impression of me, and to make an impression you absolutely have to think about it and know you’re doing it.  I l...

“Be humble like Mary so you can be holy like Jesus.” -Mother Theresa My brainstorm for this quote: *Respond to God’s voice even in your fears. *Be dependent on God’s will for your life.  I liked Mother Theresa’s quote when I heard it in today’s Rosary episode, but it was too abstract for me on its own.   So I grounded it for myself.  I wondered:   How did Mary humble herself so she could be holy like Jesus yet not exactly know how to be holy like Jesus because, afterall, she is Holy Mary, Mother of God in my prayers. It’s like what came first the chicken or the egg?  So I had to think like the chicken came first when logically thinking in terms of how we know what holiness is, the egg came first.  Mary became holy because she humbled herself unto God.  She is the right example of free will, in my opinion.  (She acted in her free will in true faith.  I think this is the point Mother Theresa was trying to make in her quote, how beauti...