Freezer Floweith Over

I have especially realized over the last several months that my freezer is getting way to crammed. I have two fridges with two quite large freezers and both of them are ready to burst.

When you become gluten free, you realize if you are ever to eat again, it won't be in a restaurant, but of the results of your own hands. Well with the life span of certain flours and especially the cost associated with each one of those flours, you don't want to take the chance of one of them going rancid. So what do you do is put each one of them in a freezer container to be stored in your freezer. With several different containers you have at least 1/4 of your freezer taken up just with mixing ingredients for future baked goods.

Thanksgiving has just come and gone and with the leftovers, I have become more creative. I think in the past I would have froze some for future sandwiches, but with the lack of interest in bread, I had to come up with ways of saving for inventive taste buds. So what came out of it, was turkey pot pies with a cornbread/Parmesan top crust and a white turkey chili. I think both of them are going to be great for the future.

The other part of my cooking for the season turned out an abundance amount of different kinds of cookies. Some with wheat and some without gluten. I knew I wouldn't be able to eat 2,000 cookies and I really didn't want to save them already cooked so I froze a lot of dough, and I mean a lot of dough.

The other big thing that is taking up my freezer is soups. With the cold weather around us, I thought what would be great for quick but hot meals. It turned out about 10 different kinds of soups, but when you make a whole recipe of each one of those soups, it turns out several cups in different size containers totally taking over your freezer.

Sometimes I wish there was a good will for frozen foods, because right now I could donate a ton of food that I am sure someone would appreciate.

At least we will be good for the winter.

Separation Between Heaven and Earth

Now before you think I have lost it, and I am giving my predestination of going to the other world, I really am not. I also can't see to the other side either, so believe it or not I am not a psychic. After watching a numerous amount of shows I am not sure I want that power, but it would be interesting for a day, maybe that is how I would win the lotto.

I have to drive up and down a canyon to go to work and sometimes, especially with the change of the seasons, I will be in the canyon at the right moment when the sunset or sunrise aren't quite a sunset or sunrise. It will have this iridescent hue on the walls and I feel like I have gone into the Twilight Zone and no one else is quite there with me. My surroundings seem so unreal and even though there might be cars and activity around me its like I am living in a movie that really isn't real.

I know that this must be that mere, maybe 5 minutes of the day that God really wants us to wake up and he'll say "yes this is what I created, pay attention." I am sure God wishes we woke up more times than just the 5 or 10 minutes each day to really realize of all the beauty on this earth, including ourselves was created by him and that we should take care of it.

Since I got sick I have realized not only the advantage of how healthy I really was before, I could eat anything and never have a problem, until now where some days I am not sure I can make it through the day in some of the pain I am in. God created us and this earth so we could know the difference between good and bad in all things. I definitely know when I am feeling really good. I am definitely not advocating suicide or even the intention of suicide, because I truly believe that we must live out our time here on earth to know the good, you may have to go through the hell to get there, but there is good around us. But can you imagine that mere 5 seconds that it will take to pass from this world to iridescent heaven above, where there is no pain, where there is no thought of wondering if I am going to come on to evil or suffering anymore, but only joy and a peace.

I bask in that 5 minutes in the canyon when the opportunity hits, because I know God is watching and telling me "wake up and appreciate it."

Where has all the Summer gone?

It has been one year since I was diagnosed with several of my ailments. I swear it was just yesterday. I look back at this last year and I realize so much as gone on. From throwing up constantly, wondering if something was extremely wrong with me, to taking a multitude of tests, to thinking am I going to live on this diet, to traveling and eating, to now.

The winter is now coming in, most of the leaves at our house have gone off the trees, and the color of gray has transcended on our house. There is a mere month between fall and winter that really isn't anything. I know it is one of those seasons, but for me it is a state of hibernation. The ground has no snow on it to ski with, but the skies are always threatening. That is when the fireplace comes alive, the books come out, the movies are played and the blankets become a welcoming comfort.

I use to hate that month, it seemed so nothing, so daunting, but as I grow older I have found that I am not physically able to keep up with everything. I am not old enough to sit in a chair, but I am not young enough to keep up with everything, which in the end makes me feel guilty of not physically doing more. This month allows me to just do whatever I want and not feel guilty at all since the weather is dictating to me that it is uncooperative.

But what happened to this last year. When your life is so busy, it just passes so quickly. Old people say life goes so fast, and I can now believe.