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Trump Truck Image Causes Discontent
Why? Because America is fed up. We have an extremely old average age of politicians in Washington. Rural and conservative values are under fire. Politicians in Washington are entrenched, career politicians that, instead of representing their constituents, make policy that benefit themselves, the wealthy, and each other (also wealthy.) Our political system was not designed for career politicians. It was designed to serve your country and community for a while, and getting out. Not spending your life in office. If, in my lifetime, there is not some sort of revolt or revolution that results in a complete overhaul of our political system, I will be surprised. I will also be…
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Too long, too much.
I has been a while. Ten months has been way too long for a project that I was to start, and finally keep going. Over the summer and into the winter, I had a series of continuous relapses, followed by another breakout from the allergy, a breakout in handcuffs as they say in AA. I can’t say that I know what happened, because I honestly don’t. But I do know some things that did not happen. I did not follow through on my step work, for one. I did not keep in touch with my sponsor, or pick up the phone. I did not keep writing here. I did not…
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“Respond Intelligently even to unintelligent treatment.”
Ancient Chinese philosophy is not a hobby – maybe just a random thing I think of here an there – because I know nothing about it or its ideologies, yet. But I stumbled upon this quote and had to write about it. “Respond intelligently even to unintelligent treatment.” I’m not a philosopher, and have not read enough philosophy to even begin to break this down properly. But to me, it’s in attune to what a proper mother tells their child when bullying: “Just ignore them, and they will go away.” Far too often, we as humans are mistreated, bullied, or put down. Our first thought is often to retaliate, to…
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Spicy Semi-homemade Basil Tomato Pasta Sauce
A couple of nights ago, I went to make some pasta for my wife and daughter. My daughter is a very picky eater, so when she makes a suggestion, I listen. We had the spaghetti, but realized, that we had no sauce. So I improvised. What I came up with was both delicious and surprising. Delicious because, well, it just was. Surprising, because I used some unauthentic ingredients to create something that was quite good, and praised by both my wife and daughter. Below are the ingredients. You just need to heat it all together, until the cheese is melted and it simers. The longer you heat it, the better…
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Spot on…but I wish it always played out that way.
Like the meme says, everyone does make mistakes. I am not bad, and I am definitely human. One of the biggest challenges I have faced as an adult, particularly over the past five years, is the fact that I am an alcoholic, recovering, but I was/am…whichever of the different theory types you buy into there. I am 33 years old. Yet, because of the mistakes I made when I was drinking, whenever I mess up now, in my sober life, people just jump to the assumption that I have relapsed. Every time I make a mistake, no matter what it is…that’s the first assumption. It has been true of relapse…
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Why does cooking heal the soul, mind, and heart?
After suffering the concussion I mentioned in my first post, a lot of depression and anxiety creeped into my life. It’s not uncommon. For me, it was for three reasons. First, because I was sitting around, doing nothing while I healed up, I felt guilty that I was unable to do a lot of the things for myself and for my family that I was used to doing. I felt like I was letting them down, even though it wasn’t my fault. Aside from not being more careful at work. Though, allowing myself to feel that way over an injury, is a topic from another entry. Second, but related to…
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“Why don’t you blog? You can’t think of something?”
About a week ago, I was texting with my wife. I was feeling a lot of anxiety and depression that day. I was dying to do something, and to be artistic. A few months prior, I suffered a major concussion. And just prior to that, I had really gotten into reading, as well as journaling, when I got inspired by what I had read, or what I was reading about made me think of something interesting. Since the concussion, though, my level of concentration has suffered tremendously. I told my wife that I felt like blogging but could not come up with anything to write about. I honestly could think…
Daisies represent innocence and purity. But no one is that.
