This has been a singularly disappointing week. I'm not even going to report on all the things I didn't do. I will show you my unsatisfying results on my project. My mental image was beautiful, but my skill lacking! There was supposed to be a whole detailed scene reflected in the lady's eyes. If you look close
you can almost see something, but the effect is not nearly what I imagined. And need I even point out the awkward angle of her hand?I had a food assignment, but I don't want to talk about it. Nor do I want to talk about the total lack of exercise nor the three pounds gained. So I will tell you about rockhounding. I found nothing, but every source says you have to have loads of patience. So I am saving my money for some books on the subject and in the meantime just enjoying being outside and pounding apart boulders with a sledgehammer. Marysvale is a gorgeous place and I am praying for an improvemet in weather so I can get out and enjoy it!
And then a nice cream of green banana soup! We had about seven severly green bananas (would not ripen, set my teeth on edge just smelling them while dicing!) that were drying out and had to be used or gotten rid of. I remembered seeing a recipe for green banana soup in one of my African cookbooks. I had to keep the beef out for dad, so the soup looked way too smooth after blending it. In a stroke of inspiration I diced up a slightly green banana and added it for texture. It added a bit of sweetness that was really tasty. In another stroke of inspiration I pounded some peanuts in a mortar and we sprinkled that on top. Mmmmmm! Truly delicious-- the critics (i.e. Mom and Dad) gave it two thumbs up. Dad decreed that if we ever have fully green bananas we won't even wait until they ripen, we will just make this soup again!
So let's pray for a better week this time. I don't know what I need to do to keep myself from cringing in horror every time I attempt to write. Either that or change my mind about wastign time trying to be a writer!

2 comments:
I like the art piece the awkwardness is nt out of place in this style reminds me of Frieda Kahlo. So here's something I'd like to see - draw yourself or Mom in this primitive, ethnic style. I wonder coud you make me see something of the inside from the way you make the outside?
Intriguing! I'll give me that assignment for next week since I'm already working on something this week.
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