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Miserable Tides: Forgive My Absence Please

You ever have one of those days? You know…the kind that flips your world upside down and promises to be a living nightmare from which you cannot wake?

Yeah well, that’s was our family’s living hell just a few short months ago. And it doesn’t matter what the event was that triggered it; only that it happened and that it set off a ripple effect …that has for some reason,  left me unable to ‘just-get-over-it’.

When your world is shaken, and your trust in the human condition, completely shattered in the blink of eye….it’s hard to break free. Maybe because I was there. Maybe because I saw it happening but my legs refused to run fast enough. I swear they were so heavy in that moment. How odd?!  Maybe if I had reacted quicker. Maybe if I had processed the information shooting through my brain at 90 mph…just a split second sooner. Maybe if I wasn’t in a fog due to lack of sleep. So many ‘what-ifs’ .

But then my head flips to ‘what if I had not been there at all???’ That would have been worse. What if I had ignored the text message? I almost did….almost.

When you almost lose someone you love to the moon and back….someone you would do anything for….someone you would give your life for….it changes you. When you almost lose them because of an act of violence…it’s even worse.

Although I imagine, completely losing them, would be an endless cycle of pain. And my heart goes out to those who have suffered such an unimaginable loss.

I haven’t taken the time to write in several months. And for what has I am sure become clear by now…to you my lovely followers… I’m currently stuck in a slight rut. I have so enjoyed bringing to you interior design trends, recipes, funny stories and my usual political rants. And I’m purposely neglecting my site right now…but for a reason.

It’s writing that grounds me. But it has to be honest. It has to be pure. I don’t know how to explain this, but if you write, you will know what I mean…..

In order for words to flow, they must emerge from your center of gravity. Your center of gravity is where your ‘truths’ lie..(no pun intended). If you are unable to say what needs to be said…if it’s just not possible….you simply cannot write. I  don’t know how else to word it.

So what am I doing about it? Well…this is going to sound a little …odd. First off, let me start by saying I’m not slamming mental health professionals. I just have no desire to pay someone a few hundred bucks a session to ask me questions, which they will then re-phrase and repeat back to me….and then ask me what the solution is.

And quite frankly, I’m too angry to deal with all that bs right now.

So I went a different route. I got a job in a factory! Yep.

Hear my out. It is actually working. 

First of all…I like it there. The people are nice, the bosses are professional (not the psycho raging types…you know the type) and I genuinely like the industry. It’s actually a factory that is right up my alley and pertains to a subject I have an actual interest in.

Secondly…it is actually working (repetition has that effect…see what I did there?)

Essentially….I don’t have time to freak out, feel angry, hate the planet or feel guilty, when  my brain is hyper-involved in another task.  And while one might interpret this course of action as denial or simply not facing up to the problem at hand, I feel that at this moment….I need this.

They say there are five stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance…unfortunately….I think I’m stuck on anger. I’ve been raging for months.

I’m not in denial…I’m actually just so angry that I HAVE to stay busy….nor am I depressed. And acceptance will never happen. To accept is to say…’yeah…it’s ok now’. BULL! It’s not ok. It will never be ok. At no point in time will I ever say that this event was ‘ok‘ or ‘alrighty then‘.

 

See what I mean? I almost lost my ‘chill’ for a second there. Forgive me.

Enough of my blathering I suppose. I just felt it was important to let you …my wonderful readers know…I have not disappeared nor I have forgotten you. I just need to find my footing. I lost it at the intersection of  ‘WTF Road’ and ‘Pissed Off Avenue’. And as soon I feel like decorating with lovely silken curtains, rather then ripping them to shreds….I’ll be back on the interior design, recipe making, tips and tricks ….but mostly, just talking to you guys again. I miss writing. I miss doing product reviews, believe it or not. But mostly I miss this. Pouring out my gut onto a blank sheet of paper (ok…a computer screen…but it’s 2017, so cut me some slack 😉 )

I just don’t want to screw around, slip up and cuss out the planet right now. Know what I mean?

 

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Avocado Banana Crepes

This simple recipe is fantastic! I just made them this morning and I’m still gorging on them as I type. I had an avocado that I needed to use up. Crepes are the go-to for any extra fruits and veggies.

INGREDIENTS


2 large eggs

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 cup  flour

1 1/4 cups (or more) milk 

Melted butter

1 Avocado

2 bananas

*Coconut Oil


INSTRUCTIONS

Mix eggs and salt in large bowl.Whisk in flour, then 1 1/4 cups milk.  Let stand 1 hour.

(Add more milk by tablespoonfuls to batter to thin if needed).

Heat skillet over medium-high heat. Add coconut oil.

Pour 1/3 cup batter into skillet and swirl to coat bottom evenly.

Cook until top appears dry, loosening sides of crepe with spatula, about 45 seconds. Turn and cook until brown spots appear on second side, about 30 seconds. Turn crepe out onto plate. Repeat with remaining batter, brushing skillet with butter and stacking crepes on plate.


Topping!

Peel and slice your avocado and bananas.

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Add some coconut oil to your skillet…

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Fry to a slightly crispy outer texture…

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Add to your crepes and enjoy! (If you want it sweeter, go ahead and add sugar to the frying pan or sprinkle directly on the crepes).

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PICK YOUR POISON: DESIGN INSPIRATION

I’m particularly fond of the strange and unusual.

With furniture, that means I like it to ‘pop’. When I walk into a room, I’d like it tell me a story. The genre of story, doesn’t necessarily have to be specific, but  knowing a story exists …now that’s the holy grail of design.

My usual method of inspiration (being the age of technology), is the internet. Specifically, the image selection on the search engine. When I need a muse, I surf!

Today’s search started off with #coffee furniture.

 


This of course led into retro, contemporary and future furniture. Some of these designs are still in the ‘concept’ mode.

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For the designs that are still stuck in concept mode, I’d like to think a little hard-work, determination and a credit line at Home Depot will correct the issue at hand.

The issue being: I want said furniture. Solution: Make my own. (Or at least get close to it).

Of course if I make my own, I can’t sell it. The concept wouldn’t mine. But I’m not a furniture dealer…so who cares? And the futuristic items are just that…in the future. I can’t buy them!  But the overall design or theme, already exists.

Hmmmm….where will I go from here?

Who knows?! It could all just be wishful thinking.

But damn…it sure is fun to dream!

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Art And Empathy On The Younger Generations

 

I’ve used a lot of art mediums throughout my life’s journey. Honestly, I’ve scribbled…painted…glued…carved…molded…well, basically I’ve done it all. And I’ve come to the realization that my obsession isn’t with art, but more the freedom that it grants.

In any other avenue of life, there are rules and parameters.

How dull is that?

Rules and parameters mean…it’s been done before. Someone has claimed it. It’s theirs. They have shaped it to their liking, slapped a patent on it and now if you wish to re-create it…you are ‘borrowing’ an idea.

But with art there are no rules, regulations, parameters. Instead of a process void of thought and critical thinking, it’s the exact opposite.

People talk of the vanishing art programs. Education is slowly becoming strictly math, science, language arts and social studies. Such a strict focus on the ideas of others. Sadly, this is a mistake that will one day create a pit of regret.

The assumption is made that math creates a critical thinker. I propose that art creates critical thinking, enabling to use of math. It’s the reason why often time music=math minded individuals. It’s the ability the see the beauty in the numbers. Minus emotion, void of desire…who the hell actually wants to do all of those repetitive assignments created by minds past. If you love math…that’s an emotion. It’s a desire. Desire drives the art process. As well as the ability to calculate. These things take a sharpness. An ability to figure it out. As an artist can look at a blank sheet and envision a vast multitude of ways to give the paper a life of it’s own…So can too a mathematician, who views a series of random numbers and attempts to make sense of them.

Language arts, while teaching the works of others,  goes on the inclination that this will teach you how to create your own. True…Language arts does teach the necessary tools of the trade. But your creation comes from emotion. To grab the entire spectrum of emotion, you need to find the emotions first. You need empathy.

You need a trigger.

Triggers can be visual, heard, tasted, touched and smelled. And some people seem to feel an entirely new sense. A 6th sense. And in order to utilize these crucial senses, you must have an ‘artistic vision’. You need to become skilled at exploring your own mind. Unbutton the top button, so to speak. Basically…broaden your horizons. Be OF the world, don’t sit on the sidelines.

One of my most…if not the most, important lessons I’ve tried to instill in my kids is to keep an open mind. Experience the issue at hand, prior to casting judgement. And in some instances, it may not be possible to experience an event. Some events we truly wish to avoid! But we can relate out of empathy. Empathy can be awoken with art. It can bring tears and an understanding, as in these works by Bansky. His attempt to cast a light on the darkness that war brings to children, was sadly and  completely accomplished.

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While some argue that the photos are too graphic for children, I would argue that closing their eyes to history creates a path to repetition. Social Studies classes of today, are watered down ‘incomplete sentences’.  How about throw in some Bansky?  

Throw in truth…

Allow the future generation to visualize the consequences of their future actions. Allow them to empathize. It’s like the child who asks “Is the stove hot?” You say “Yes. Don’t touch it.” And of course, just to see if you’re jerking their chain, they touch it <—Insert screaming child here. 

They need to personally experience the sensation. Verbal or physical…they need a trigger.

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Bansky

You know… if I were a government hell bent on creating a generation of  loyal, non-empathetic and  unquestioning followers….I’d remove the art….

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DIY CHAMOMILE BODY BUTTER

Completely organic body butter, is actually insanely simple to make.

Three Ingredients:

1 Cup Water

3 TBS Chamomile (Fresh or Dried )

1 Cup Coconut Oil (Unrefined, Cold Pressed, Organic)


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Step 1 : Bring to a boil chamomile (about 3 TBS), with about 1  Cup water. It doesn’t have to be exact. The idea is to boil the chamomile to rapidly infuse it with the water.  Then sift it using a few paper towels or cheese cloth. You’re not eating it, so use what you can to strain. It MUST be a fine strainer.

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Hold onto the brown/yellow water. You’ll need about 3 TBS of the newly infused water.

Then add you infused water to your coconut oil. Simmer gently until the oil is melted.

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Mix well. Freeze for 10 minutes. (Some people skip this step and just blend. However, I like the chamomile to be completely infused with the oil. Flavored, so to speak.)

During the freezing process, prepare your jar. I went with a simple DIY beaded jar. Once your butter is back to it’s ‘cold pressed’ state; whip it, mash or simply spoon it in the jar. This part is all about consistency preference.

I prefer it thick. And it’s amazing on the legs and feet!

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Enjoy!

 


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Avocado Sugar Scrub

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Ingredients:

1 Avocado

1 Cup Sugar

1 Large TBS…heaping…Coconut Oil ‘Unrefined, Cold Pressed, Organic’


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Peel, dice and mash the avocado. Add sugar and coconut oil. Mix into a paste. Set to chill 10 minutes in the freezer.

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And viola!

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Here’s my daughter trying it out…

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Sugar Scrub can be just about anything you can create. Strawberry? Banana? Green Tea? Mint?  What ideas can you come up with?

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