such small hands

At the Moment

Outside My Window... the sun is still bright; the few clouds are high and light.

 

I am thinking.... randomly. My brain is fried after putting out several work-related brushfires this morning and this afternoon. I think they are pretty well under control now.

 

I am thankful for... a faithful God who provides all my needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.

 

From the kitchen... broiled cod with fresh herbs and white wine.

 

I am wearing.... Dondero Dance Team hoodie and WMU workout pants. 

I am creating... participant guides for the Tundra Chassis Master Workshop.

I am going... to enjoy watching last night's "24," which I missed because I was at the Church Council meeting until almost 10 p.m.

I am reading... the latest issue of Golf Digest for tips on improving my swing.

 

I am hoping... in God.

 

I am hearing... about Amy's plans to visit Mall of America over her spring break.

 

Around the house... something probably needs to be done somewhere. But I don't know what it is. Nor do I much care.

 

One of my favorite things ... Dark chocolate Valentine hearts.

 

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: A potluck with our church family before Ash Wednesday worship tomorrow night. I'm bringing spaghetti.

Checkin' In

Back on Tuesday from another long weekend in Crystal River, Florida. Played 27 holes of golf for 3 days straight. Wish I could say that I played well, but it was a very frustrating weekend for me. Could not seem to hit the ball straight to save my life. Gravitated toward the water and sand. Lost many a ball. Gave up keeping score on a few holes and just gave myself a 10. Just as I was about to chuck my clubs into the alligator pond, I made par on one hole and sank a 25-foot putt. Just enough to keep me coming back for another fix. We start a few lessons later this month through Royal Oak's adult recreation program.

Despite the crummy golf, I really enjoyed the wildlife on the course. We saw gallinules, tons of crows, egrets, herons and cranes. One small alligator and one that was not so small. A hawk of some kind was enjoying his lunch when I had to interrupt to hit my ball out of a ravine. He only glanced up briefly as if to say, "Excuse me, but someone is DINING here!"

I have work, and I'm happy to say that after a rather skimpy start to 2009, I finally have a little money to show for it. God is good to us, indeed.

I'm loving that fish cookbook by Mark Bittman. Before vacation, I made the No-Holds-Barred Cod Chowder from that cookbook (see link in the lefthand margin) and it was awesome. Just as good, if not better, reheated the next day. Very simple ingredients: cod, potatoes, onions, corn, stock, cream, lots of black pepper ... really not much else. Usually these New England cream-based chowders are thickened in restaurants, but this wasn't. It was more the consistency of an oyster stew. But delish, let me tell you!

May Eternal Light Shine Upon Him

Please pray for blogger Amy Welborn and her children. Her husband, Michael, died yesterday, quite unexpectedly. I've been reading Amy's blog since way before I started my own blog and have always been impressed by her wisdom, compassion and wonderful writing.