I have been so busy lately, I haven't taken the time to cook anything worth posting about, let alone snap a photo of the food and upload it. I miss my blog! And I always have the urge to say something, about food or otherwise, which reaffirms what I've always known, that the writing is as important to me as, and probably more than, the cooking.
I've often thought that if the worst happened, if I had no money and lived in a horrible little old shack with no electricity and only a mattress on the floor, or if I got in a horrible accident and couldn't walk, or if I were sentenced to life in prison even, I would be okay and find a way to be happy because I would just focus all of my energy on my biggest passion, writing.
So with that in mind, I bring you a post about nothing... and everything! Here is a picture of a wee little pancake Chris made for Meeks. It was part of our yummy breakfast we had the day of the Little Five Points Halloween parade, which is the best Halloween parade you could ever imagine.
And here's us, at the parade. This picture is one of my favorites because it captures one of my favorite things about Chris, which is that he is a comedian.
Though, even as I talk about the things that growing up in the country "made me," I don't know which came first, the chicken or the egg. Because, just as likely, I was inclined to imagine, create, move, and crave authenticity. And nature is the best place for these things.
I used to climb the pecan trees in this picture.
This is my parents' horse, Lance (he's blond like Lance Armstrong).