Grainy

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It was a recipe for Coffee Icecream from an e-book I had downloaded. I wanted to try it, but I was short on whipped cream. Son, despite being tired went, and got it for me. Another hurdle waited in my trying out the new recipe. I wish I had opened it before Son went to the market — no coffee. 

When I opened the jar of instant coffee, it looked like a hard lump. I checked the date on the jar. The date of expiry was somewhere in 2018, but it looked like the coffee had expired.  I was trying to swallow my disappointment, when I remembered two free sachets of coffee I had somewhere in the kitchen cabinets, when I got my freezer bag. 

The coffee granules were grainy, unlike the expired coffee I had earlier unearthed.  I tried my best to dissolve the granules with an electric beater, but they didn’t dissolve. You can see the little brown specks in the photo. I hope I remember the next time I make it, I shouldn’t add syrup, as was written in the recipe. The syrup made the icecream too sweet for my taste.

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Grainy

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Willy-nilly 

Willy-nilly I have to do the cooking on a daily base.  I like to eat fresh food, but everyday I have to rattle around in my brain, and think what to cook? Sometimes meat has finished. At other times vegetables have done the disappearing act from our home meaning I have to go, and buy them. I love vegetables, but without meat the flavor never seems right to me.

Thinking of meals, one of my favorite recipe in the past was making a short crust pastry roll. I tried to remember the ratio of flour and butter. As I didn’t have the recipe I used back in home country, I relied on Google to find out. The short crust pastry was a disaster. I am again going to try it today with less butter than the recipe on Internet says. Let’s hope it turns out okay, and I also hope I remember to take a photo of it.

My Avocado plant, and mint leaves have been eaten by some bug. Last time it happened with the mint leaves, but now the thing after finishing of the leaves, is eating the thin stalk of the Avocado plant. Here are the two photos:

Before:

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Now:


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Willy-nilly

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Prickle

I could feel a tiny prickle

On the left side of my back

Irritating, cause couldn’t reach it

The tiny prickle on my back

Something was pricking me on the back. I looked furtively on either side of me. No— no one was watching. All were intently staring at the big screen. I got up, and stepped back. You know, and I know how difficult it is to reach our backs to scratch it. It was ineffective. For a moment the itching would subside, but seconds later I would again feel something pricking  me. 

I couldn’t leave the room, not wanting to miss the intense story unfolding on the screen, so I put up with the discomfort. As soon as the movie finished, I rushed to my room. Took off my shirt, and turned it inside out to see what was it?

I found a tiny hair which acted like a barbed wire pricking my skin. Earlier in the day I had gone for a haircut. This wee hair had landed inside. I had not washed my hair, and changed clothes after returning home, which I should have done in the first instance. Sometimes a tiny hair causes so much botheration.

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Jiffy

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Son when driving is always in a jiffy to reach a place. If I sit in the front seat (I usually do when grandson IB is not in the car with us. When he is: I prefer to sit in the back with him), I remember God with every breath I take.

Why?

The car races with demonic speed to its’ destination, and outside the windows, scenes flash by in a blur. I hold onto my seat with both hands, chanting Quranic Verses under my breath to keep us safe, thinking the end is near.

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Jiffy

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Organize

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I have my moments. Sometimes I’m superbly organized. At other times–don’t look at me. Maybe at times I become overwhelmed with work, with stuff not done, and need time to recover from tiredness. I drop down to zero level activity.

At those moments, I wish I knew some magic words, and could whisk myself to places where none could see me for a while.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful!

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Organize

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Delivery 

I tried to wait patiently for the expected delivery, but it was a trying wait for me. My sister had told me days earlier that she had bought two shirts for me, and was sending them by mail. When Son would come home with the post, usually my first question would be related to it. Though he must have grown tired of my questioning, he would say, “Mama it hasn’t arrived”.

We weren’t home the next two days. I thought maybe the parcel has been left at the management office. Our mail boxes are smaller in size, so when anything bigger than a letter comes, it’s left with the management. I asked Son to find out, but there wasn’t any delivery left with them.

The same evening when I got up, it was lying there on the table. I excitedly tore it open. My sister had sent me two shirts, one was a black printed cotton material, and the other was a blue printed one, both in medium sizes. They were perfect. As usual with her she had sent me a Michael Kors purse along with the shirts.

The next day another shirt arrived, and when I opened the package, I got a lovely grey shirt. Sister was bent on surprising me, because the very next day, I received another package. This one was off white with a beautiful panel of black flowers on the front side.

God Bless her with health and happiness, cause she sent me the type of shirts I wanted to have, and they weren’t available where I live.

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Delivery

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Glaring

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Yesterday I inadvertently crossed a red light. Son gave a frightening reaction. “What have you done?”  He panickly shouted at me.

I mumbled, “Sorry”, and could feel he was glaring at me. I couldn’t do anything about my mistake, so tried to brush it away from my mind. Though I doubt Son will let me forget it, and may bring it up whenever we have added company.

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Glaring

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