ive noticed lately i've been a little out of sorts, not sad or upset exactly but not myself,(myself being very happy and bubbly,and usually quite cheery!)...and it just dawned on me that i have not cooked in a really long time,i made some guacamole yesterday , (but that hardly counts even though the feel of the knife chopping up tomatoes and onion,garic and jalapenos was very theraputic to me.) you see i was on vacation so i haven't really cooked anything since,gosh august 13 or so....today is the 24th,so that means its been 11 days since i have made some kitchen magic...sooooo i have some brownies in the oven, and i am making some stuffed rigatoni with broccoli,homemade pizza with some fresh pesto that i made and chicken skewers for dinner...as i was chopping garlic,and cleaning broccoli,hearing the sizzle of the oil,and the feel of the salt on my finger tips has made me so extremely happy and really puts me at ease,the smells so inviting that everyone is intoxicated by the aroma... i am a homebody by nature,and i love nothing more than cooking for family and friends,having them all gather in the kitchen, i realize i don't need much more in life, a nice glass of shiraz, some good food, great music,and laughter surrounding me as i stand over my butcher block island with my apron on completly content with life.... and that is the very heart of me!
we are home from our trip down the shore.... now i am no dinosaur,i think of myself as more of a shark, a shark in the sense that they have survived for millions of years and have been able to adapt to anything,living amidst the most beautiful fish, coral,shells etc...and the darkest, murkiest depths of the unknown.... now pt. pleasant isn't the most desirable of destinations i know, but the place we where staying at, sold itself as a "beachfront resort and spa", overlooking the ocean.... ( i pictured waiters in white jackets bringing me drinks poolside,and hot stone massages,me laying with a smile on my face).....to actually what it was.... a motel,overlooking the parking lot. now all the other motels on the strip (they call a spade a spade) are not putting on heirs, the call themselves what they actually are motels,.... sandpebble motel, windswept motel, not, the white sands oceanfront resort and spa.....(a motel masquerading as a resort and spa).... now i am a woman of many, many words,(anyone who knows me knows that i always have an opinion!,)and i was rendered speechless for a good hour or so upon my arrival at the white sands oceanfront resort and spa... butafter awhile it did grow on me,...the room was clean and they did have the only great resturaunt in a five mile radius... i never did see a white jacket waiter, in fact i never saw anyone checking our lovely paper wrist bands,and we never got a lounge chair on the beach, my poor dad had to go down to the pool at 7:30 every morning to get us lounges, or we would have been sitting "parking lot side" every day...but being the shark that i am, i enjoyed myself, despite the white sands motel, masquerading as a beachfront resort and spa,because i was with the people i love....and love covers bad motel!
i am home today with the air conditioning guys who are hear finally to put in a new compressor...i haven't had any air for three weeks,and its been tough,its been hot and humid,and everything feels sticky,and all my art is buckling,and its been hard to work on anything without breaking into a sweat!...i've been desperatly trying to count my blessings in this situation,and i have been reminding myself of all the good things in my life, this is just a gentle reminder that i cannot control everything in my life and it has been humbling to say the least....i am looking forward to going away next week with my family for a much needed rest....so at the moment i am enjoying having the day off,and being home,my favorite place to be,despite the heat! i took this picture a few weeks ago in the city...<3
i am in the middle of an art piece to be submitted to a new gallery showing with a silent auction added to it...we each recieved a paper mache torso and stand to be decorated for breast cancer awareness....i was planning on making my piece a little more shocking and dark, but i decided not too because its a fundraiser...its not finished yet, i am just watching it for awhile until it speaks to me....i wonder what it will say?