I started off the year reading The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. I found the first part of the book boring and very repetitive. As I often do when a book is like that but yet I still kind of want to know what happens I will start jumping around, which I did. I landed in the middle and began to become intrigued with the book and stayed with it until the end. The story line is of a girl, Addie who makes a deal with a dark god to live her life in freedom. Unfortunately this means others will not remember her when she sees them again. Until she meets Henry in 2014 who remembers her. The book parallels Addie’s life from her birth in the late 1600’s with her life in 2014. The author has done an excellent job connecting this parallel timelines. The ending was a surprise, though it shouldn’t have been. Still not sure if I liked the ending but overall this was an excellent read.
Dinner at my house, growing up, was never a mystery; If it was Thursday we were having Macaroni & Cheese and on a Friday we would be having Liver and Onions or fried fish. On Sunday it was usually fried chicken, city chicken and sometimes beef. Beef was expensive so it was a rare treat, well, if you like very well-done steak.
The rest of the week we ate casseroles: tuna fish and noodles, chicken tetrazzini, Hungarian galosh, occasionally scalloped potatoes and ham or savory rice. There was always dessert – apple dumplings were my favorite and then brownies, cake, pie but always something sweet.
My mom was not an adventurous cook but she was organized. She kept a calendar of meals to prepare and stuck with it. Years later, when talking to my older brother about cooking at home I realized that our meals were pretty much the same every week. There was little variety, even though she owned a variety of cookbooks, mostly Better Homes and Gardens and their many special cookbooks. There was also a Pillsbury cookbook and Better Crocker. What all these meals had in common was that they were made from scratch, involved some form of Campbell’s cream soup, canned mushrooms and canned tuna.
We were a large family that lived off of casseroles, primarily because there was very little prepared food available. TV dinners and hamburger helper showed up during my teen years in the 60s. While my older sister and brothers loved the casseroles and still make them to this day I found them extremely hard to put in my mouth, much less to digest. My youngest brother invented a way to fill his mouth with just enough food and leave the dinner table for a bathroom break.
I was talking to my older brother one time about my son being a selective eater and my sister piped in that mom always said I was a picky eater. And that is a fair statement. I do not like the textures of some combinations of food and there are only a couple of recipes that I will eat that involve cream soup. My child has never experienced casseroles in his house growing up.
No matter what our tastes my brothers, sister and I all learned to cook. I don’t remember there being a lesson of sorts but we each spent our time in the kitchen with our mom cooking. I remember my mom taking leftover pie dough and rolling it out into a small circle and putting sugar and cinnamon on it and baking it for me to have as a snack. I also remember receiving my first Betty Crocker cookbook for kids; very excited and ready to make every recipe.
Over the years I have continued to enjoy cooking. I will try new recipes and play around with spices. My son has taken this a step further and creates his own healthy recipes.
I was looking at the Bored Panda app today and came across some posts about 2020 and 2021. One that stayed with me said something like…. I have a subscription to 2021. I completed the 7 days trial period and I want out. Life has been on a roller coaster the past year and it looks like 2021 may not be so smooth though there are glimmers of hope.
Life is about change. Some we choose and some like pandemics, death, mishaps of nature and social unrest we do not. Still that is what life is about. Bruce Feilor in his new book “Life is in the Transitions” states that it is the changes in life that bring transitions and can lead us tp new meanings in life. He divides transitions into 3 stages – the beginning and acceptance of the event, the “messy middle” in which we try to understand what is going on and can be overwhelming and we may feel like we are stuck. In the last stage and with work we find new meaning.
I am starting my third year of retirement. I retired with grace and on my own terms but even so I felt like I should be doing more. It took some time but I had started to find things that would give new meaning to my life. Still retirement did not stop everything else. By the time I had a new plan in place the pandemic put a halt to moving forward and I have have to return to the messy middle or the swamp as I think of it. This is life. Whether one is starting a new job out of college or moving into retirement we will return to the swamp from time to time. The important thing is to eventualy move out of the swamp and onto more stable land where new activities await us.
I know that 2021 may be bumpy but I also hope that we will seeing more positive results of getting covid under control. I know that many of us are trying to be safe and follow guidelines . While I do not make new year resolutions I am trying to be kinder to myself, write and read more and live in the present.
Happy 2021! Stay safe and healthy.
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Battlegrounds: The Fight to Defend the Free World by H.R. McMaster
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Strategic narcissism is the phrase McMaster uses to describe the US foreign policy in the world. Whether you agree with his assessment or not he does give an often tedious but very well researched background on the role of foreign policy over several presidential administrations not just the current one. It is well worth reading to get a better idea of the philosophies and views of some of the hotspots in the world and how the US could relate better.
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