It was a good day yesterday. We watched a few movies. We managed to go to a couple thrift stores and do some 'thrifty shopping'. We got a facial. We watched more movies. I have no idea what to do today but it may involve watching more movies (she actually enjoys the 'up faith and family movies' we have been watching!).
I have already decided what we will have for breakfast this morning. Oatmeal. Yes, Oatmeal. Why? Because I make good oatmeal. AND, because we were talking about oatmilk in coffee (Dutch Bros has one but I don't remember the name of it. Another granddaughter gets it and I tasted it once - and it was good). Actually, I think the conversation about oatmeal really started because this granddaughter and I stopped at Starbucks while wasting time before our facials. I wanted my unsweetened green tea - only to be told by Starbucks that they didn't have any. It was like 'what? what do you mean you don't have green tea?' Seems that they have been unable to get green tea from their producers. Seriously?
Has the brokenness of this nation of the past year started to filter down to food and supplies and the inability to get them? It can be scary if something as simple as unsweetened green tea has become scarce. I ordered a 'brown sugar oatmilk.... something or other. LOL My first taste of it reminded me of a burnt oatmeal cookie - but it was actually so good! Glad that I got a small cause Starbuck prices are getting way out of line. I guess that is another reason I don't frequent these coffee places and I don't usually order a 'flavored drink'. I drink real coffee. I just don't care that much for Starbucks coffee so don't go often.
Anyway, two paragraphs later.... we got on the subject of oatmeal because of the oatmilk in my drink, and the granddaughter mentioend that she does not remember ever having oatmeal! Seriously! She will get a taste of oatmeal this morning. I'm just hoping I can find some raisins in the cabinet cause I used all that was in one bag last weekend when I fixed us oatmeal for breakfast. Just a pinch of brown sugar, raisins, unsweetened almond milk, and then I throw in raw sunflower seeds and chop up some walnuts to put in it. Yum! Have to leave the walnuts out of hubby's cause he doesn't like them. But I do.
When was the last time you had oatmeal for breakfast? Or for any other meal? I use the good old fashioned oats to make it. Try it...you just might decide you like it ... and it is good for you.
Sheeba is sitting in her crate looking at me, wondering when I'm going to let her out. Usually she doesn't even see me until I come out of my room, but since I'm having to do my quiet time in the living room, she is wondering why I can't let her out. Aw, there, she laid back on her back again - feet up against the side of the crate.... she's going back to sleep. Hubby is in his 'office' that he claimed.....
I slept late this morning and could have slept longer but I didn't want to go back to sleep. We were up until after 10PM watching movies and the fact I slept until almost 6AM says something of itself. Of course my Fitbit alarm went off at 5AM and again at 5:30AM as that is what I set it for on weekends, but I didn't want to get up. Finally did at 5:55AM. I can't let my time alone with God go in the mornings; it is too important to me. I could spend all day alone with God... but most days anymore it just isn't possible. He knows my longing; he knows my heart.
I was reading in Matthew this morning about Jesus healing a man's hand on a Sunday. 'Don't work on a Sunday or you are sinning' was the rule of the day. And Jesus gave the story that if a man had an animal that had fallen into a well, wouldn't he, even tho it was the Sabbath, get it out? Isn't that work? They didn't like that response - especially when Jesus healed the man.
That story triggers a memory of my former in-laws. I loved them dearly. But I remember being confused and surprised when I discovered they would not go out to eat after church on Sundays because they were causing others to work (cooks, waitresses, etc.) if someone prepared food for them. They should be in church, not working. I don't know if they held out for that all the years they lived, but I know they did when I was first married into that family. Mom always cooked on Sundays.... and her roasts were exceptional. Dad didn't care for chicken - even fried chicken - so that was a rare meal.
Now it was nothing for my parents to stop by hamburger joints on the way home - 'Satellite' was the name of one (39 cent hamburgers); A&W Root beer where we always got a root beer float; Burger Chef; and the one and only... White Castles. Oh my goodness! My step-father would buy 4-6 white castles for each of us. And we ate them all. We didn't care about fries or onion rings... in fact, I don't even remember getting them at that time. I think White Castles were either 8 cents or 10 cents each. So for a buck a piece, my parents could feed their many children until they were full. I still love White Castles but can usually get only 2-3 down until I can't eat any more. Of course I usually have fries with those. White Castle is out here now... when my youngest son or daughter goes over, not every time, for sure, but will sometimes bring a case of White Castles over to us and we will eat them for a couple days. But then I don't want any for awhile. Some people talk about adverse effects of White Castles, but I don't recall having any.
Making memories, or remembering memories of things past is always a good thing. I'm hoping the things we do this weekend - even just sitting and watching romantic movies - will be a good memory for this granddaughter when she gets older. And yes, I can compare it to my memories of White Castles. It's still a memory!
Take some time today to make a memory with someone you love. You may think it is nothing; you may even forget all about it. But they won't. Start today. Leave a legacy.
Blessings!
