I've had some end of the day revelations, I guess you'd say. Nothing that would change the world, really, but when they occur to me, I have a little laugh.
...the other night I was going to the bathroom, it was around 7pm, and I realized that I hadn't used the bathroom since getting up that morning...5am!! It was so hot, I sweated out all of my pee! gross!
...I am so grateful for the shower we have in Nazareth Home. It feels so good to stand under the spray and just let the cold water pound on my back. But even bucket baths are great. At the end of a long day of working, sweating, walking around in flip flops, to be able to wash off all of the grime and dirt...ahhhh! I realized the part of my body that feels the best to clean at the end of the day is my feet!!! I scrub them clean and feel like a new person!!
...When I am trying to fall asleep at night, I usually hear things that I hope are outside my window, but that I know are probably in my room...I know I have a few lizards in my room, that's ok because I know they eat the ants and the spiders! But I think there is a mouse there too!! Sometimes I see something out of the corner of my eye and pretend I didn't see it! There might be a cockroach that finds its way into my room at times as well, but I've become quite good at getting rid of them! So, the other night I was falling asleep, listening to the random noises around me, trying not to think of the menagerie of creatures in my bedroom and I laughed...if only my mother could see me now!!
...I am trying to perfect a recipe for Sister Minerva. She and baby Abby are allergic to eggs, so whenever there is a birthday celebration, they can never have cake because the cakes from the bakeries all have eggs in them. So, I found a recipe for an eggless cake and made it. It was good! But the frosting was not. It was so sweet, even the kids weren't crazy about it!! So, I thought maybe a simple whipped cream frosting. Well, they don't sell heavy cream here, just all purpose Nestle cream in a box...sold on the dry shelves! So I try my hand at whipping it up... by hand, singing church songs as I whipped, for ever. At last it was close to the right consistency, and suddenly it curdled!! It was ruined! I admit to having a bit of a Fred Flintstone moment... rrrochin, fynchen crivinn...(see...not so much the sweet one now!) And a quick search on the internet led me to the reason why...it started to become butter, that and the heat of the Philippines. So I'll try again, this time whipping it over a bowl of ice. But, my golly! I'm not used to not having things I make work out! Sometimes the bitter pill of humility is hard to swallow...but what helps is to be able to laugh at yourself. So I do, and I try again, both the whipping and the humbling!!!
I think its all about balance... taking the good with the bad, knowing what you have the ability to change and what you have to accept as reality, being able to let the little things go and concentrate on the big ones and topping all that off with a big serving of gratitude to God for all of it. And praying... prayer always helps!! I'll admit that now and again it does feel good to have a Fred Flintstone moment, but prayer is the better choice! xxoo
