Showing posts with label grandma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grandma. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

the gospel according to Chopped

Norb's gone on a very important to our family 3-day trip.
He's gone to visit the beautiful people of Haiti.
I do know what's going to happen to his heart ...
    but I won't pretend I know right now how We will respond.

Here I sit watching

Four grandmas duking it out on the TV show Chopped
I love you Food Network

Four adorable, apron-wearing grandmas, cooking their hearts out

Four ingredients in the infamous Basket to be used for the Appetizer Round
  • filet of sole
  • popovers
  • ginger
  • bacon grease
The clock is set to 30 minutes.

They may not be moving as fast as the All-Star chefs, but they're doing their thing.
They've lived enough life to know, slow and steady wins the race.
     creating delicious-looking, home-style, Chopped-worthy food.

Then it happens... if you've ever watched the show you'll know this is a thanks-for-coming-on-the-show-but-you've-been-chopped kind of No-No.
One grandma, the one with 8 kids and 35+ grandchildren.
She forgot the popovers!
Her plate of delicious-looking grandma-style tacos, were supposed to have crumbles of crisped popovers on top and ... true to the show, that countdown clock got the best of her.

While she's lamenting and correctly assuming she'll be automatically chopped from the competition for such an erroneous mistake, the camera pans over to one of her competitors.

Her name is Mannee. A sweet grandma, born and raised in Thailand. As this competitor tells it, as a child she knew what it was like to go to bed hungry. She is a survivor of extreme poverty.
And here's where the real beauty of this episode kicks in.
Grandma Mannee is on the show so she can win the $10,000, so she can return to her beautiful home country of Thailand so she can feed the little children, because children shouldn't ever be so hungry.

Back to Grandma-who-forgot-popover, agonizing over her forgetfulness
     forgetting to, or running out of time to plate those silly popovers because of that silly time clock.

Back again to Grandma Mannee who doesn't miss a beat...
"I feel bad for her, 
but if I make mistake I'm not going to be crying.
When I see the children don't have food to eat, then I cry."

That's it, isn't it.
The Gospel ... on Chopped

Norb, he's in Haiti, right now!
Because I know him.
Because he is the man he is and he hears the heart of the Father
When he sees those children that don't have food to eat
 ... he will cry.


...and if you offer yourself to the hungry,
and satisfy the afflicted one,
then your light will shine in the darkness,
and your night will be like noonday
Isaiah 58:10 

"How does God's love abide in anyone who has the world's goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help? Little children, let us love, not in word or speech, but in truth and action." I John 3:17
- See more at: http://www.elca.org/News-and-events/blogs/ELCAWorldHunger/589#sthash.X2F51NZD.dpuf




Wednesday, October 1, 2014

It's my birthday…. a month ago

I am no longer 50 … I've jumped to the dark-side
   I'm officially IN my 50's
   Half a century… plus a little
   Over the hill!!!!!
Sophie & Grandma! (Sophie's the cute, bald one)
 
I have grey hair.
I add color to my hair to make those greys a little less … not grey
  But I'm NOT covering up that silver completely any more
(thank you Natalie)
I'm rockin' the grey people!

My face is now
   … let's just say it's not tight any more
It looks a little older cause, well, I am older.
  What? who said that?
Hold on - it' get's worse

I have a gut.
I don't mean I have "guts"
   like I'm brave or something.
I mean my stomach is pretending I'm pregnant when all y'all know that's an impossibility
Don't laugh… at least not to my face
My body just ain't what it used to be
          and well, here I stand
    on my self-proclaimed soap box of a blog to say,
I'm okay with that
    most of the time…

I am aging, that's the story.
I'm a grandma - this I love!!!

I wear glasses to type, to read and to knit.
Yep!  I knit and I love it.


I laugh really loud, maybe louder than ever before.
Because, you know what? I just don't care what my friends, children or even strangers think!
I cackle … wow I'm getting pretty transparent here
I think I even like my laugh now.
I used to burst out
     at very inappropriate times (used to??)
         and feel a little awkward.
Now I burst out, at very inappropriate times
          and feel awkward? not so much

contentment
It's good to feel contentment.
It's good to have a birthday, because well … that means I'm alive
   and right now I'm so grateful for Life!

Yay for birthdays (that last longer than a month)!
   Boo for clothes that don't fit …
(sorry - a little relapse)
Yay for gluten-free donuts (my life :-(!
Yay for laughing ... and cackling
Happy Birthday to me


Thursday, January 16, 2014

This is gonna be a good year because ...

I have a grandaughter (-sigh-)

Holding that sweet little one is like a spa day 
                            beach day
                                    vacation day
                   coffee and cake day all rolled in to one. 

She is sweet, delicious, soft, fragile, and precious! 
Her little knees…
    ooohhh how I love baby’s little knees 
                             and their little “laps” 
Have you ever just looked at a little one's lap? Priceless!

When she stretches, 
               arching backwards with her hands clenched tight and her face all smooshed 
I just want to kiss her face and hold her tight and drink her up.
It’s like a vitamin for the soul, 
                 the best blood pressure medicine you could ever be prescribed. 
Better than a puppy, 
   or a kitten,
   or a walk on the beach when the sun is setting and the temperature is perfect. 
Better than a ride on a motorcycle through winding country roads. 
Better than coffee, hot and steamy and perfectly brewed with freshly roasted beans. 
Better than a huge slice of chocolate cake, home-made, butter cream frosting, most and chocolatey. 
Better than the first slice of coffee bread, warm out of the oven with butter on top. 

This is gonna be a good year!!