I love to cook, and as you’ve seen, I often post photos of my creations on Instagram But I mostly make it up as I go along. Which is fine, until the shouts of “recipe please!!” show up in the comments. So… in the spirit of sharing, I’m going to attempt to give y’all some recipes to go along with the “food porn” as my friends put it.
Fresh Corn & Avocado Salad
This is one of my go-to summer salads. It’s so easy, and so fresh, and works well as a side dish, a stand alone salad, or a shareable snack with tortilla chips! (gluten free/organic/non-gmo of course 😉 ) Continue reading “Fresh Corn, Tomato, & Avocado Summer Salad!”
Summers, pre-teen, were spent at the campground. (fancy name for trailer park LOL!) Ring Tail Camp on Lake Katchewanooka to be precise. Even there, we were in the “projects”, but again, it didn’t phase us kids.
My mother and I would go on walks through the richer neighbourhoods at the park, and she would gaze longingly at the “Prowlers”. Those large, beautiful trailers, with all the bells and whistles. We had a one of those campers that fit in the back of a pick up truck, with the roof that popped up, creating a crawl space loft bed area. (that’s where my brother and I would sleep)
Each summer we added to our “estate”… a pop up 4-sleeper trailer, then a dining tent, a gas barbeque! Oh, and our lot had the fresh water well pump. Score!
We had about 20 mismatched lawn chairs (my dad would find them in the garbage when people would toss them away. “perfectly good!” he would say, then he would re-strap them and weld new arms on them) that were always filled with people. Fellow campers, friends of my parents, the teenage boys that played on the hockey team my dad coached, who would descend on our little oasis on the weekends and drink beer and smoke into the wee hours around the fire pit. I remember those summers vividly. I remember packing for the long summer, stuffing the camper full of everything we could possibly need to fill our days, sunny or rainy, for 2 months. Continue reading “Summertime…”
blowing through the jasmine in my mind…
What the hell does that mean anyway? There is no jasmine in my mind. I don’t even know what jasmine looks like.
So here it is, June. So far I really suck at blogging this year.
I got off to such a good start, but then just lost interest. Well, ok not really, I’ve had lots to say, and I’ve composed many entries in my head, I just spend so much fucking time on the computer, that when I would sit down to “blog” I would get distracted by a million other things that “had” to be done or I would fall asleep.
I think I’m in a better place than I was at the beginning of the year. I’m still not in a particularly “good” place though. This is definitely a transition year. A “thinky” year. A wistful year. A purge the annoying, wish for more kind of year.
I’m still working too much, making too little. I also realized recently that we don’t have nearly as many weddings booked this summer, which means my race funding is basically nil this year. (wish I had figured that out before I spent all the money I have so far on races this year) Guess it’s time to look for some other supplemental income… *sigh*… or find a cheaper hobby. Why is one fulltime job not enough??
anyway… it’s summer. I wish that made me happy. It just makes me self conscious and lonely. I spend way too much time figuring out what to wear before I leave the house so as not to bombard the unsuspecting public with my flub. Then I get out there and I am bombarded by everyone else’s flub, which grosses me out and reinforces my own self hatred. Continue reading “summer breeze, makes me feel fine…”