Oh, hormones. Oh, womanly wiring. Oh, menopause. I've been gettin' the blues and it's taking my breath away. I have felt humbled. And feel so lucky. There are so very many of us whose lives and well beings are crippled by powerful and uncontrollable chemical imbalances. What we call anxiety, depression, etc. I'd honestly forgotten how intensely bad it can feel (and I've never been to the point of needing medication).
I spent the afternoon with Cap which is always grounding. We ran an errand that was over a year in the making and then were brutalized by Whole Paycheck. (We are going to try doing the weekly food shopping at Trader Joe's next week.)
By the time we'd picked up the kids and the groceries were put away, the last thing I wanted to do was make meatballs. But, the ground lamb really needed to be cooked, which got my butt in gear. I decided to simplify a logistical aspect of the recipe (the recipe is fantastic and simple) and rather than baking them on a greased wire rack over a foil-lined baking sheet, I baked them right on the sheet (verdict: virtually no difference in the quality of the meatball).
I am so glad I made the meatballs. I had a serving with roasted broccoli and roasted plum tomato. It was a truly comforting winter warmer kind of meal. I am feeling much better, the emotional jag has passed.
I've been enjoying a new show called The Americans. Alongside the other new show I like, Nashville. Here are some songs which have tickled my eardrums thanks to the shows...
Peace and love.
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