Pancakes are Love
May. 3rd, 2009 09:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
puppetmakerWe do things for others to express how we feel about them. Sometimes it is subtle and sometimes screamingly obvious. Sometimes it is to show positive emotions and sometimes to show negative. But we express how we feel all the time even when we are not aware that we are doing it.
I make pancakes because I love my family and I know they enjoy my pancakes. I got the recipe from my mom who has made many plated of love with it. It is pretty simple to do but it does take some time to put everything together correctly and then cook the pancakes. It has been simplified a bit by Peter getting me a grill that allows me to cook four at a time cutting my cooking time down a lot.
My brain feels a bit fuzzy. Caroline didn’t go to sleep until close to midnight and got up about 6:40. I have a feeling a nap is in her future. As laundry is in my future. I don’t think creative is in the cards for me today unless I get a serious nap in. Right now I can hold two thoughts together but if they wiggle, they can escape.
Yeah, I watched the Mets game yesterday and yesh that was a bummer. I don’t even want to think of the choice words being used after the game. New York teams just can’t get it together. We have no one left in the Stanly Cup playoffs, no team in the basketball finals, our collective baseball teams stink, and it doesn’t look like our soccer or football teams are going to be much either. The sports writers are trying to find some silver lining but not finding one.
Off to find my brain. I think the cats are kicking it around.
I am grateful for my mother’s pancake recipe.
I make pancakes because I love my family and I know they enjoy my pancakes. I got the recipe from my mom who has made many plated of love with it. It is pretty simple to do but it does take some time to put everything together correctly and then cook the pancakes. It has been simplified a bit by Peter getting me a grill that allows me to cook four at a time cutting my cooking time down a lot.
My brain feels a bit fuzzy. Caroline didn’t go to sleep until close to midnight and got up about 6:40. I have a feeling a nap is in her future. As laundry is in my future. I don’t think creative is in the cards for me today unless I get a serious nap in. Right now I can hold two thoughts together but if they wiggle, they can escape.
Yeah, I watched the Mets game yesterday and yesh that was a bummer. I don’t even want to think of the choice words being used after the game. New York teams just can’t get it together. We have no one left in the Stanly Cup playoffs, no team in the basketball finals, our collective baseball teams stink, and it doesn’t look like our soccer or football teams are going to be much either. The sports writers are trying to find some silver lining but not finding one.
Off to find my brain. I think the cats are kicking it around.
I am grateful for my mother’s pancake recipe.
