For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food,
For love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
1. correspondence, 2. Maya Hayuk barn piece, 3. most knotty, 4. colors de fusta, 5. Design and Print Your Own Fabric – March 2013, 6.valentine’s day, 7. Saris2, 8. United Colors – National Chemistry Day Exhibit – Albany, NY, 9.Expand, 10. Part there of || snippet of painting by TSK, 11. Journal 13 Okt 2013, 12. Untitled, 13. Experimental Printing and Dyeing with Joanna Fowles – January 2013, 14. Beewings, 15. # 2426 “Stadt”, 16. spectrum
I have to back track since day 24. got skipped. I am thankful for etiquette, when it can be found these days that is. In a weird twist this is a gripe post disguised as a gratitude post. I’ve been grateful for 20-some days in a row, so I hope you won’t judge me for one post ranting against the state of affairs in the modern world. It’s just that EVERY TIME I do my weekly grocery shopping I find myself so annoyed at the people who park their carts in the freakin’ middle of the aisle, and then DO NOT move when they notice someone trying to get past them. If some of you enjoy Black Friday shopping – go for it! But I think within 15 minutes I would be ready to karate chop someone for their lack of courtesy.
I have several theories on modern life, you know those things you mull when you are trying to solve world problems. Here is one of my theories: I think that one of the reasons that people are so miserable, depressed, and disconnected now is because most of the social mores have disintegrated. The rules for standard polite behavior have gone by the wayside. People can and do use foul language in almost every setting, even those where older people and children are present. The idea of a private phone conversation is archaic. “Please” and “Thank you” and “Here, let me hold the door for you” seem like rarities. Having a conversation with give and take, and real listening, not a conversation where one person continues to interrupt and dominate, or continues to check out and check their phone… it’s been awhile or it takes real intention. How many times have you seen someone running errands in their rattiest pajamas or that flesh and crack-exposing pair of jeans? Have you witnessed atrocious table manners? Not to mention the aisle hogging folks out there blocking traffic with their carts or cutting into line at the pharmacy. Having said all that, I think what I hate the most is how judgmental and intolerant I feel when I walk away from those situations. There are days in my heart of blackest hearts that I truly hate people! I would like to ask this question though, why should some of us continue to behave politely when so many around us are not? Should we continue to do it from a sense of superiority or out of a longing sense of nostalgia for a time when social etiquette made us feel safe in knowing where my rights end and yours begin? And does anyone else agree that part of the cost of this-anything-goes-society is an undercurrent of misery?
Nutshell explanation – when kids are growing up they need guidance, routines, rules and boundaries. These things give them safety and security. Of course they break rules and push boundaries, but as long they are still loved and respected, AND expected to take responsibility and clean up their messes they thrive. In addition when they are older and developmentally testing those guidelines to see if they still ring true for their lives, it gives them the freedom to consciously break the rules when and where they choose. There is no freedom in chaos, or breaking rules that don’t exist in the first place. I don’t think it’s all that different for grown-ups. I think nowadays we are all careening around and the gaurd rails and healthy boundaries have rusted out, leaving our souls flying out over the abyss.
This podcast got me thinking about all of this.
YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM!! Another Sweet Paul recipe. Sometimes wasting time surfing the internet pays off. Not often, but sometimes.
WARM BEAN & ROOT VEGETABLE SALAD
Combine everything in a medium bowl. Cover, and refrigerate overnight or for several hours before you compose salad.
It has been a while since I’ve shared a recipe. I stumbled upon this recipe one day when I was following bunny trails. I altered the recipe a little bit. The flatbread itself is to die for, but my addition of serving it with sweet cream butter, honey and sea salt will make you feel as if you’ve already died and gone to heaven. It’s really that good! At least in my humble (or not) opinion.
SEEDED FLATBREAD makes about 24 pieces
Side note: I don’t know about you, but when I was a young 20-something I lived on grocery store salad bars, soup in a can, Lean Cuisine, and eating out. Marshall sent me a picture of the Bacon Weave Tenderloin Slammich that he and his roommates prepared, baked and devoured! College kids these days! These are the years they are supposed to be surviving in the food wasteland, and thinking the best meal they’ve had all week is the smothered burrito from some place called Burrito King. Here is the Bacon Weave Tenderloin Slammich ~ (it’s a little too pink for my taste, but he said it was delicious!)