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Tuesday, December 16, 2025

Comforting Uplifting Words?

 


What are some of your biggest pet peeves?


This might be long, and I may add more in the future. My pet peeves are thoughtless things people say, sometimes unintentionally.

I had a lively discussion one night with my daughter’s fiancé, Arthur. We were talking about so many phrases/clichés that are meaningless. Sometimes it’s best not to say anything at all; your actions speak for themselves. Let’s carry on the conversation and examine a few.


“God doesn’t give you anything you can’t handle.”

That makes no sense. There are events that many people can’t handle, resulting in addiction, suicide, withdrawal or depression. If you’re a believer and God hands you a life without conflict, Godspeed. The phrase is misinterpreted. The origins are 1 Corinthians 10:13. Paul talks about temptation, saying that God will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear and will provide a “way out.” But that verse is specifically about sin/temptation, not about every kind of suffering, trauma, grief, or mental breakdown a person might go through. In real life, people often do encounter more than they can bear: abuse, losing a child, dysfunctional upbringing, severe mental illness, war, etc. Some people end up hospitalized or, seeing no way out, suicide. Telling someone in that state “God wouldn’t give you more than you can handle” can feel like implying a spiritual failure instead of acknowledging that the situation is actually unbearable.” r/Christianity


Moving on…


“Prayers can move mountains”

Sure, if the outcome is what you prayed for. If not, then “it was God’s will”. We all experience highs and lows in life, but many lay it all at God’s feet, believing God controls all. My belief is we alone control life decisions and take personal responsibility. We may ask for guidance, but it’s always our choice. Or don’t we have Free Will? whoo boy…discuss.


“At least you have memories”

Thanks, but that is not comforting to me. At all. Memories suck and only breed regret, sadness or despair. Memories are dreadful. I relive them all the time, feeling only regret or sadness, having no hope I’ll ever make memories again.


“Call me if you need anything”

Such a generic gesture. Yeah, I need lots of stuff, not just another casserole. Instead, offer something tangible, like a ride to the grocery store, cleaning and tidying up, running errands, raking leaves, doing laundry, a dinner invitation…

If you’re a caregiver, it’s not likely anyone will step in to take on the brutal work even temporarily to give you a break. They’ll just as likely trash you if you consider other care options (i.e. nursing home care). NOT my experience, but it happens.


“They’re in a better place” or “they’re no longer in pain”

Oh really? To me, a “better place” is alive here on earth and not being dead.


“Sorry for your loss”

Really? Why? An overused cliché is just words. Better to say a simple “I’m sorry”, or sometimes a simple hug is enough.


“A fool and his money are soon parted”

Nope. There’s a lot of rich fools, not naming names.


“If you’re not willing to risk the unusual, you will have to settle for the ordinary” Jim Rohn

Wise. Midlife, I risked the unusual and stepped out of the ordinaryIt made life extraordinary for awhile.


“You can do anything…you set your mind on”

Well, this one has bothered me forever. NO, you can’t. Physical, intellectual, emotional, or monetary limitations play a role in succeeding. Or sometimes, it’s just dumb luck.

Realistically:

“You can do anything, but not everything. You don’t have to save the world, just yourself.”

― Brittany Burgunder, Safety in Numbers


“Time heals all wounds” or “This too shall pass”

Time doesn’t heal, just helps us cope. We eventually learn to live with loss, abuse or neglect, but it never passes.


That which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” Nietzsche

As Sylvester Stallone said during an interview, No, that which does not kill you leaves you pretty f—-ing beaten up, and you’re never quite the same. It made me more defiant, and, yeah, I might have learned something, but I left a piece of myself there—as we leave pieces of ourselves throughout our life when we have these different traumas—rough childhoods, death, divorce.

Not all trauma leads to growth.


“Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life”

duh


“It is what it is”

Resignation, dismissal


“Everything happens for a reason”

if you believe in cosmic intervention, but don’t ever say this to a person grieving. It’s thoughtless and the last thing they want to hear.


But it’s not all gloom and doom. Here are some worthy quotes.


“I walk around like everything’s fine, but deep down, inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.”

(Unknown)


“I can’t brain today. I have the dumb.”

(Unknown)


More will be added over time…

Tuesday, November 18, 2025

Tamale Makin' Day

The last time I made tamales was in 2019. Those were jalapeno and cream cheese, my favorite. Today I assembled traditional pork tamales with red chili sauce.

If you've been following along, you may remember I spent a few years in Texas. I'm not a huge fan of TexMex, but I developed a liking for Chili Rellenos, Huevos Rancheros, and... TAMALES!

Chili Rellenos
Deep fried stuffed peppers

Huevos rancheros
goopy eggs slathered with salsa roja

















Tamales are expensive, so I taught myself to make them from scratch. It's time-consuming, but what a pleasure to take a few out and heat them up for lunch.

So I started with a boneless pork shoulder roast, cut it up in chunks and cooked on low in a slow cooker with water and an onion til it was fall-apart tender (a few hours at least).
After it cooled, I shredded it and added  jar of garlic chili paste I found in the pantry, but be creative and make red chili sauce, or spice it up any way you like. End of day one.  Save the broth! 

Second day I made the masa. It's best to use lard, which I was going to purchase, but remembered I keep some with my soap-making supplies. (hmm time to make  more soon!) Whip  about 2 cups of the lard til fluffy (a long time).

 

Mix 4 C  masa, a tsp of baking powder and Tbsp of salt and add it to the lard, alternating with a cup or so of the saved pork broth and mix to the consistency of peanut butter. You can season it to your liking, such as garlic, herbs, paprika, etc.

Add masa and broth alternately

Looks like peanut butter




 



















If a drop of dough floats in water, it's ready. 



Soak the corn husks in hot water til soft.

Now it's ready to assemble.
Dry off a corn husk with a towel. Spread masa evenly onto corn husk. I can't find my masa spreader so I used a spoon. Spread filling over masa and bring the sides together with masa meeting. 

 

















Roll and tie. 

Stand them up in a tall pot over a steamer basket, first putting a penny under the steamer basket. If it rattles, add more water. 

Add water til it comes to the bottom of the basket. Cover, boil, then turn low to steam for a couple hours. If the husk releases from the masa after it has cooled, it's done. 






Yummy
Late night snack










Sunday, November 09, 2025

Thoreau (edited)


Late at night, I write. This is an entry to Storyworth, a collection of my life stories to eventually be bound.

Who inspires you?

Many people will name their parents or a relative who inspired them, perhaps a teacher, other adult or religious leader who made an impact, who of course are an important influence while growing up. I could name many, but once I reached adulthood my ideology matured.

The first name to pop into my head is Henry David Thoreau, best known for his book Walden, a reflection upon simple living in natural surroundings,


and his essay “Civil Disobedience”, (originally published as “Resistance to Civil Government”), an argument in favor of citizen disobedience against an unjust state (an essay for another time).

I first learned about Thoreau in High School English class, reading his book Walden. It sounded like a perfect place to live. As a child, I imagined becoming a naturalist, studying the natural world through observation and study of relationships between living things and their environment. I didn’t know it at the time, but that was a precursor of today’s study of climate change and its effect on living plants and animals. While growing up in Port Clinton OH, when I was too young to go out exploring on my own, I would sometimes hang out in the narrow space between 2 garages, protected from the rain and dream about my future being immersed in and studying nature.

Throughout my life I’ve always been drawn to the outdoors and once upon a time dreamed of living off-grid, not depending on anyone and leaving no footprint. It never happened, but I still embrace the concept. The closest I ever lived off-grid was in a 2nd floor apartment on Pattison St in Evans City PA,  surviving with no phone at the time (a challenge for sure). Years later, I lived in a motorhome for 5 years, not specifically off-grid due to technology, but we tried to leave no footprint wherever we went.

I’ve always tried to be self sufficient, canning provisions for winter, sewing, making soap and laundry detergent, preparing food from scratch so I know exactly what ingredients go into a recipe. I’m not always successful, but I try to be conscientious when I shop.

So it all goes back to Thoreau. To anyone who lives the uncomplicated life, leaving minimal footprint, kudos to you.

Someday I'll visit: