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Gravy Baby
One of my favorite memories related to Sundays are Yorkshire puddings!
I remember the house smelling like roast beef, so inviting, enticing.
Being first generation born Canadian with a British family, meat and potatoes were a big part of my diet growing up and you can’t have meat and potatoes with out gravy! That would be crazy!
My Grandmother and Mother are by far the Queens of making the most fantastic tasting Yorkshire puddings and the gravy…..the best part.
Enjoy the meat and potatoes of life (especially the gravy baby!)
Happy Sunny Sunday
Gravy Baby
It’s like gravy baby,
You and me
Our reverie
Just you
And me
A cup of Chemistry
A dash of Science
A teaspoon of Spirit
A tablespoon of Soul
Nourishment
Flavor
Gravy Baby
You and me
Ingredients
Combined so perfectly
Sweetly
Completely
It’s Gravy baby
In a boat
Our love a float
Flows hot
makes everything tastier
It’s like gravy baby
You and me
Combined so perfectly
For a great recipe on how to make Yorkshire Pudding check out our fellow bloggers site http://beurreblancbaker.wordpress.com/2013/04/13/yorkshire-puddings/comment-page-1/#comment-2
Writings of a Mr.
Introducing writings of a Mr (otherwise known as Alex)
I don’t think you will see much of his writing on my Blog
but maybe just maybe once in a while I will share more of his beautiful poetry with you.
Thank you Alex for allowing me to share this with the ‘world’.
This is my anniversary poem.
Close to me
In my arms,
I hold you close to me
I’ll hold you close,
For all eternity
Since our first moment
We were meant to be
Our love keeps growing,
I feel the energy
And with my hands,
I hold you close to me
I build a home for our family
I hold your face
I stroke your hair
I look into your eyes and gaze
I touch you
Gently
Underneath my fingertips
I feel you shiver
Your body speaks to me
Through my hands
My hands that are yours
And hold yours
Close to me for all eternity
In my eyes
No beauty can come close
To yours
My breath is heavy
Your eyes
They pierce
They’ve captured me
The willing slave of love
I pull you close
Look into the richness that you are
With all that I am
Eyes only for you
In my arms I hold you close to me
It’s where you’re meant to be
I pull you closer
A sweet surrender to my senses
Your skin smells of a flowering shower
Covering me,
Empowering me
You seduce me.
Like a current running through me
The surge feels so right
I’ll hold you tight
Tonight
I taste you
And linger while I do,
I do
Forever I will
Linger with you
Skin on skin.
Look at all that we’ve been through,
Me and you,
You and I
Us
I cannot say enough,
Of how we’ve made what’s tough
So easy,
Breezy
Me and you,
And you,
In my arms,
I hold you close to me,
On our Anniversary
And this I vow,
To you my wife,
To be your rock,
For the rest of our life
I’ll hold you close
I’ll take good care
I’ll always want
To stroke your hair.
Alex making me a sparkler heart at the cottage, we met on Canada Day, fireworks from the beginning!
Sublime Retreat
I love to dance. I always have. I used to love going out to dance clubs with my girlfriends back in my younger days before life took over.
Now I turn on the music in my kitchen and dance like I’m in a club.
I dance for me because it energizes me, releases happy endorphins and reminds me that in those fleeting moments I’m just me.
Jennifer.
Not a mother or a daughter.
Not a sister or a wife.
Not a role model or a coach.
Just me.
It’s these sweet escapes that we often forget to make time for, as we get older, more responsible and entangled with more responsibilities.
I think it’s important as life ticks on by that we remember the sweet things that brought us joy and freedom before we had to become responsible for life and for others.
Always remember the things that made your heart soar, that made you feel free and joyous.
If you can’t remember what that was or if you never have found something that makes your spirit soar I encourage you to find it, embrace it and dance like no one is watching.
Sublime Retreat
Feel the rhythm
Moving through you
The throbbing of the sound
People all around
Heavy breathing
Lights a glow
Moving
The room is warm
The mood is sweet
Lost in the sound
move like no one is around
Lost in the soothing rhythm of the beat
Swept away,
Sublime retreat
Happy Friday!! Cheers to the weekend!!
Jennifer
Shore to shore, what was I born for?
So I was talking with my little guy last night. He is 5 years old and in full day senior kindergarten.
He’s been biting his nails lately so I asked him if anything was upsetting or bothering him. He said that he got anxious at school. When I asked why he said it was with large groups of people. He said everyone wants to play with him (which is great!) but he only likes to play with a few children at a time and when the group gets large it worries him.
Some of us do well in large groups while others prefer to have small groups or even one on one time. While I am all about being true to yourself and listening to your inner voice, there are times that we have to get out of our comfort zones, venture to places that are unknown and uncomfortable for that is where you will find the most growth.
When I asked my son why he thought that he was anxious in large groups he replied
“I wasn’t born for that.”
What a puzzling, wise response.
How does a 5 year old know what he was or was not born for?
Do we not ask ourselves every other day why am I here? Why was I born? What is my purpose?
While I wonder away and stand in awe of my 5 year old that knows and identifies so well with himself and his feelings I will hold him close and reassure him that there is no need to bite his nails and that he was indeed born for me.
Photo taken last spring in Lagoon City, Ontario.
Shore to shore
I will keep you safe.
Follow me.
I will show you how.
Explore,
But not too far,
Learn,
But not too much,
Swim but stay in line
When you get your wings
You may fly,
Oh me oh my,
Follow me
Stay in a row
a learning we will go
You are protected in the row,
Mummy in front,
Daddy behind.
When you fly off into the world
Daddy will always have your back
And I Mother,
Will always be here to guide you,
When you need me.
Oh, little gosling
You swam so sweetly
Followed in a row
Stay, follow me every where I go..
No, it’s time
Open your wings
You need to stretch,
You need to soar
From shore to shore
Oh my little gosling from before,
I know you can fly
I’ve seen you try
But tell me,
How will I say goodbye?
Little guy, otherwise known as Adam
The Road to Success, under construction.
Photo props: http://joyreactor.com/post/428855
I am currently working on the lay out and over all look of my Blog.
I will be adding a Face Book Page that you can connect to, to stay in touch, discuss the content and socialize with me and each other if you so choose.
I will also be setting up an email that you can contact me through.
“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Cheers,
Jennifer
Revisited the poem, 9 years of marriage
So today is my 9 year wedding anniversary.
I won’t bore you with describing how fantastic of a friend, man, husband, father, son and brother that Alex is. I hit the man jack pot when we met.
Marriage is such a funny thing.
I’m reminded of a line in the movie So This is 40 (such a great movie, if you can laugh at yourself as a wife/woman or a husband/man and at relationships)
There is a line in the movie when the 2 men/husbands are talking about their wives and marriage and what it would be like if their wife died (peacefully of course, their rationalizing, women like a widowed man) and what their second wife would be like. This is all just light-hearted chatter between friends.
It went something like this “God, I can’t wait to meet my second wife, I hope she likes me better than the first.”
Even typing it out makes me laugh.
And so it goes with marriage.
If you can laugh at it, it means that you are aware of the realities in that statement and therefore you will see the ‘real’ issues that are being addressed and hopefully take action to better your relationship.
My marriage is firey and fun. I love the peaks and valleys, the good times and the bad times, acknowledging that and embracing it gives me confidence that my marriage is real and tangible, there for it will stand solid in a very real way. The hardships that you work through in marriage make you stronger.
The more seasons that you have weathered together successfully, the more confident you feel when the next storm arrives. Like a journey on a sailboat you have beautiful days and stormy days and that is expected of the journey. Hopefully you’ve packed well, brought all of the emergency supplies and things that you will need and then you can feel safe and prepared for the journey ahead.
My husband has been sailing since he was a young boy. He knows how to both prepare for the journey and sail through a storm and I’m thankful for that.
Alex rowing me out for a morning sunrise at the cottage
Revisited
A vast array
Of sentiments to say
But really it’s just another day
In our travels
Filled with seasons and temperatures
Wilted, about to fall,
A day so hot,
we need to shade ourselves
A commitment to time,
Paths chosen,
Revisited,
But always together
Hand in hand
We walk
One step blossoming
One step faded
Our footprints have left a path
In many a place
A shared look upon our face
Take my hand
And take the lead,
I will follow you indeed.
Photo props: I didn’t ask Alex if he minded me using this photo, I hope he doesn’t mind appearing half naked for the world to see, maybe he will sue me..
Cheers to us babe!!
Happy Anniversary.
Finish Line, a poem
Full story here: http://www.arkansasonline.com/news/2013/apr/15/two-explosions-boston-marathon-finish-line/
PHOTO BY AP PHOTO/CHARLES KRUPA
“Medical workers wheel the injured across the finish line during the 2013 Boston Marathon following an explosion in Boston, Monday, April 15, 2013. Two explosions shattered the euphoria of the Boston Marathon finish line on Monday, sending authorities out on the course to carry off the injured while the stragglers were rerouted away from the smoking site of the blasts.”
Finish line
The pounding of feet
Beating the street
Blinding sweat
But not so blinding I regret,
We will never forget
Lines crossed
Souls lost
Copyright, 2013
My thoughts are with my American friends and family today.
The world at large feels this loss.
So many countries and so many nations are represented at the Boston Marathon.
World shaking,
Earth Quaking.
Jennifer
Modern Man *Warning, you may not like this*
Consider your self warned.
Modern Man
Materialism
Worldly things.
Man used to fight with swords
Flashy things of a different sort
Modern man? You have Power?
You are as soft as the sprinkle from my shower,
Oh, you great big tower
Flashy cars and diamond rings
A heart and soul that sings
Gone are the days of the Man of power,
Welcome to the days of the fragrant flower
This photo was taken during our visit to New York City, New York, USA 2012
READ MY COPYRIGHT, THANKS
Any thoughts on the poem?
Over 3,000 views in my first 14 days!?
WHAT??
My lovely, bug eyed Noah!
I have 356 WordPress followers and 797 followers in total!?
Over 500 likes? What?
I told you I would share and I am. https://writingsofamrs.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/and-so-it-begins/
It’s all because of you. So thank you.
Weekends, Palahniuk’s thoughts
“The only reason that we ask people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.”
Chuck Palahniuk
I have been reading a lot of Chucks work lately. He is well known for starting chapters and paragraphs with a punch. He is quite the read.
Have you read any of his books or short stories? If so what do you think?
This weekend quote is in honor of him.
Have a great Saturday.
Jennifer
