Honestly, when it’s so hot during the summertime, we generally eat cold sandwiches, finger foods that have been chilled, and drink lots of juice, using frozen fruit for the ice cubes.
I can spend hours chilling the RV down with our fans, and in one single use of a toaster oven or even the air fryer, we end up back where we started, having to cool things down all over again!
While I am quite capable of making a vast number of foods, the prompt only asked what foods I would LIKE to make. In this heat, I would not like to make anything, so I shall respond as the Cat In the Hat would…
All I can say is that a dog will pee on your pillow, when he is unhappy with you, and your cat would happily eat your face, if it found you incapacitated.
While both are equally adorable, they are also passive aggressive and underhanded, when they choose to do so.
So, take your pick… choose your poison…
In the end, it’s not so much which pet you pick… it’s more about the way you treat them!
Pardon me, but you gave me a start! I was just lost in my coffee with cream this morning, until this prompt popped up! What a surprise it gave me, nearly causing me to spill the beans… lolololololol!
Everyone knows that you don’t ask about how bothered a person is… ON A MONDAY!
What bothers me is the fact that WordPress asked me an annoying question on a Monday, of all days!
Wisdom dictates that negative questioning should be done on Saturdays! Folks have slept off their Friday, and don’t have to grumble about the next week, at least until Sunday night.
Since Jesus always eats at my table, I’m confident that no invitation is necessary, any longer. I did, in fact, invite him to my table when I was seventeen, and he is always there for the dinner bell, like the faithful one that He is!
With that being said, who is left for me to invite into my RV for supper?
I would not bother inviting anyone of political importance, as they would only eat my food and ask for my vote!
I would not invite any religious icon or television evangelist, as they’re only looking for what I can offer them, in service. Once you’re saved, apparently, you become exempt from needing the churches help, in my personal experience. God’s got you, right?!
I’m running out of candidates fast!
Perhaps, if I do as Jesus did, and does, I would take my hosted dinner, if you will, and carry it to those who are too tired to come to me!
I would fill my RV with every manner of delicious and nutritious food, a pantry full of bathroom supplies and clean clothes, and full sets of camping gear to be handed out. All I can think of to do for others, is that which I cannot currently do for them.
It seems that as I age, colors become brighter, sounds more melodious, and feelings become so much more palpable!
My nights are full of vivid dreams to chase, while in my waking hours, my eyes see exciting adventures, one right after another. My vision is constantly filled with epic hero’s and gentle love stories, at every turn.
I can’t help it! It just seems to happen all on its own, without any help on my part!
If I set my mind to it, I can pull up an adorable short story, or even a funny anecdote, in the blink of an eye!
Inside this brain is an imagination think tank of enormous proportions, kicking out one thing after another. It’s a full time job trying to record and keep track of all the differing adventures.
Maybe I’m just turning senile, but it feels like the older I get, the more stories begin to fuel themselves, without my assistance. I think that once a character has been developed in my mind, they seem to take on a life of their own, becoming independent of who I thought they might become.
So, I sit in front of my computer ever single day, emptying out all of the adventures that are constantly hammering at the back of my brain. Feeling so much better once I can see the words written down on the screen before me, I enjoy some well needed rest. It doesn’t last too long though, and by the next day my brain is already full again!
Honestly, I don’t mind at all! The writing simply makes me feel alive, and I anticipate that it shall do so, until God calls me home. Now don’t you guys and gals feel so lucky!
And…. the added bonus is that with each passing day, my cookies get better and better!
While it’s really none of anyone’s business, as to the exact time I wake and sleep, I will say that I finally did wake from a very long sleep, nearly two years ago. I’ve no intention of laying back down!
My eyes were closed to so many important things, for the majority of my earthly life. My childhood was incredibly painful and difficult, leaving me no choice but to shut my eyes, long before I’d ever become an adult. I refused to open them, for fear of the nightmares I’d endured. I think it’s like that for many others, as well as myself.
It’s never easy to open ones eyes in the midst of painful memories, or while experiencing heartache, but it is possible, I’m sure of it!
If I was able to wake from my nightmares, to walk into life and light… then I think this is possible for others, as well.
To anyone still struggling with their own nightmares, I pray they remember these things,
You are never alone!
You are so very loved!
There IS life after the nightmare’s!
When you’re ready to wake up and walk forward, God is right there to give you a hope and a future!
God was there all along, but I just wasn’t able to see him because my eyes were closed.