Streaming

I am a leaf, or a pebble, being buffeted about. Stopping here and there, but then being picked up by the breeze, the current, and moving along. Generally in a direction that is known, but the stops along the way are mysteries until suddenly there they are looming in my face. It is disquieting. But, held in balance by quiet.

I now have a running list of things I want to write about. But, am not finding the time to sit down and write. Maybe tomorrow. In the meantime, here is what's streaming by and through me.

Zucchini, walnuts and garlic sautéed in safflower oil with salt. Adapted from the Dragon's Way book. Very delicious.

These red slippers...I love having my day/night studded with moments of simply seeing them and enjoying them.

Floater Day: the quick synopsis. A couple of months ago, Sag spotted Labor Day in September on the Ugly Dolls calendar (a very funny calendar). He thought it said "Lotor Day" and then he thought "Floater Day". And that he thought was hilarious. (A "floater" for those of you who have blessedly been in the dark thus far, is a poop that you come upon left in the toilet because it survived the flush. I think it does also need to be floating, though I should not be quoted on the technicality of that.)

So, he designated September 30 as Floater Day and concocted a special menu of the day: lemonade and breakfast sausage. Cap surprised them with a special Floater Day dessert (shown above): floater shaped peanut butter cookies.

That was Floater Day. I'm not sure if it will be expanded to include other celebratory activity next year...or if we will even be observing it. Time will tell.

Gem has declared peanut butter cookies are his favorite cookie.

Andrea (who lives upstairs) made these fantastic Day of the Dead masks and gave the kids their own. Here they're being Cemetery Warriors from Kingdom of the Crystal Skull with their blow guns. Watch out!

This morning I spent some time in my local Social Security office. Waited 70 minutes and was helped in 15. I've been ensnared in some silly strands of bureaucratic bullshit that appear to have arisen out of other people's mistakes.

I bought some bread at Montclair Baking Company (one of the things I truly love about this town...which is a reflection of a greater beauty that exists here) and brought it over to Silke and Roger's. They were all back from Germany safe and sound. We hung out for awhile, but I had to come back and tag team with Cap so he could go play basketball.

I made a nice soup this afternoon. Scallion, garlic, ginger, fennel, carrot and zucchini. With homemade chicken stock, some water and a veggie bouillon cube. It got really caramel-ly because Andrea and I ended up talking for almost an hour when Sag knocked on her door to see how he could get some holes made in his mask so he can put a strap of some sort on it to keep it on his face. Quite a bit of the liquid cooked off, but, dang, it has an amazing texture to it now.

I'm off to make some meatballs for dinner and then to practice Qigong during the 5-7pm optimal window for practicing. It's gotten really chilly here! Holding off on turning the heat on... Hope you're having a good day/night. Peace and love.