My thoughts released; a mind set free |
I'm waiting for my soup to cool, so I can enjoy a nice lunch before work. I didn't know what to make, but when I pulled in the driveway and seen how tall the Asparagus was getting, I knew it would include some of the tender, juicy spears. I wasn't sure what to make with it, so I decided to try something different and new. I washed and cut the Asparagus and put it in some water in a pan. I added a little onion, some sliced up sausage, and a little seasoning, then let it cook for a while. I added some tender young frozen sweet corn, some cheese, and a little milk and let it return to a simmer, then thickened it up with some instant potato flakes. I'm not sure what I would even call it, but it is good. It's right off the stove, so it's very hot, but what sipping I've done, it's very good. It should also make a nice lunch to hold me over at work. It's overcast and forecast to rain, possibly even some thunderstorms this afternoon, so I held off from mowing. I will have to get it done soon, though, it's getting very tall. I'm thinking of getting up earlier tomorrow and trying to get some mowing in before I take Rhonda to work. Then, if there's time, I may do a bit more after I get back home. I will also show Rhonda how to run the rider, so she can get some mowing done, too. I'm hoping for a better night at work than last night, it was crazy. It was busy, as busy as any Saturday could be, and so many people were in a sour mood. I suppose because of the rainy weather. It is kind of a drag, but hey, I did not order it, and I have no control over it. So, why be in a miserable mood over something completely out of your control? The weather doesn't change as a result, and you just make the day even worse, for your self and anyone else you come in contact with. Not that I let the weather or the people take over my mood, but they still do a wonderful job of making things difficult. Well, my soup should be cooled a bit, so time to eat and then I have a bit of work to do before I go to work. |