Sunday, July 8, 2018

A Thousand

Life is a thousand needles falling,
wounding flesh.
Raining from heaven as
fiery darts,
they rend hope and shred faith.

Through days, they fall at times
hard or soft.
Never ending, they arrow to earth
in whispers,
becoming a soft pine bed of wisdom.

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

When it rains on a July day

When it rains on a July day,
they huddle their shoulders,
hide their children and their faces.

Focused on where they go,
they avoid where they are.

When it rains on a July day,
the air is hot and muggy,
crowding close as a subway stranger.

Filling their throats and lungs,
it pushes them to shelter.

When it rains on a July day,
I lift my eyes to the grey skies,
I take deep breaths of clean air.

The birds and I know that
when it rains on a July day,
it rains for me.

Friday, December 4, 2015

Fresh Pumpkin Pie

This recipe is adapted from other recipes. It is my favorite because it makes a smooth, dense filling with just the right flavor of pumpkin and spice.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Lemon Cream Cheese Pie

So this is another recipe I developed myself, loosely inspired by a layered lemon pudding dessert my mom used to make. You can use any crust recipe you like, but I suggest the nut crust. If you are in the tragic circumstances of possessing a nut allergy, pretzel crust works well, too. Any fresh lemon curd will work, but this microwave version is easy and fast.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Top Five Reasons I'll Never Marry

I'm not writing this to make a social commentary or anything, which is why it's here and not at my doctrinal blog. Even though I usually try to keep this one upbeat and light. I just needed to write out all the thoughts going through my mind, and this is the best place for me to write it outside of my handwritten journal (and it doesn't allow going back and refining ideas.) I've been going over the same problems until my brain is exhausted. Even with the "break from dating" which has been going on for two or three years, now, I still can't seem to give myself a break. Maybe if I quantify it all, I'll be able to let it go.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Experimental Mustard Dressing

Variation on standard honey-mustard dressing, because I was out of honey. Verdict? Tangy, but good. Maybe a touch more sugar, or only 1 Tbsp. vinegar? 2 Tbsp. brown sugar 2 Tbsp. white vinegar 2 Tbsp. Dijon mustard 2 Tbsp. olive oil 1 Tbsp. plain yogurt 1/2 tsp. salt (or to taste) 1/2 tsp. black pepper (or to taste) Blend in a small food processor until homogenous.

Friday, January 16, 2015

Twelfth Night

This year has been rough on me and my family. Moving as a single parent is not a picnic, particularly when the house you buy needs almost EVERYTHING replaced. With the parade of contractors and jam-packed painting, weeding, gardening, and the craziness of starting new schools and working out new commuter routes, we've had barely any time to do the fun little things I usually try to do with my kids.

Going to the theater in a town an hour away didn't really sound like much of a good idea, but it was my first real chance to do something fun with kids in a long time. Since they didn't have school the next day, I decided to go for it.

Sometimes in this world of special effects, surround sound, and TV-on-Demand, we forget that the true spirit of storytelling isn't in digital magic, but in the spirits and hearts of the storyteller and listeners. Telling a story person-to-person does more than entertain. It lets the story grow, shape itself to our lives and remind us why we live. Live theatre captures our imagination, and Twelfth Night at the Echo Theater in Provo is an example worth going out of your way to experience.

Picture a beautifully crafted stage, the colors a dreamlike mix of naturals and splashes of bright turquoise, burgundy, and yellow. Musical instruments are scattered around the stage. Music opens and closes the story. The lines are delivered in flawless Shakespearean English sprinkled with modern vernacular and phrasing.

Matthew Speer, playing Sir Toby, totally steals the stage. His "drunken" antics tie the whole typically-Shakespearian twisty plot into a smooth(er) thread. My 5- and 8-year-old couldn't stop laughing. Every movement and facial expression was skillfully and precisely sloppy. Sir Andrew (Parker Olson) plays a perfect conspirator. Feste was played by Robbin Ivie and Celene Anderson in a stroke of brilliance that harmonized the crazy flow of the entire play. I couldn't believe how they spoke simultaneously and handed the originally one-person lines back and forth without a single stumble.

While Sebastian (Carter Peterson) had absolutely no qualms about falling in with a strange (beautiful and rich) woman, his "other half" Viola/Cesario (Sarah Butler) portrayed enough qualms about the whole farce for both of them. My girls couldn't stop laughing, especially while Malvolio (Leah Hodson) read Olivia's (Sophie Determan) supposed love letter to her.

The director Eve Speer artfully brings the true spirit of Shakespeare solidly into the modern era. I'd be surprised if old William himself wasn't there to watch and applaud. I was so glad to take my kids. So long as you don't mind exposing them to the good-humored mild randiness that is the hallmark of Shakespeare's comedies, by all means take your whole family. Even my five-year-old wasn't bored for a moment, though she was sadly disappointed when it was over.

It was totally worth the drive.