There Are Angels Among Us – Seeing Beauty In Life

Yesterday at Barnes and Noble I saw a man wheel (in her wheelchair) a young girl – perhaps 15 – into the checkout line in front of me. I watched him kiss her head, which had been shaven maybe just weeks before. He kissed the enormous s-shaped scars that covered it, and she smiled and spoke sweetly to him.

I caught the gentleman’s eye – her father, I believe – and with a smile I could not contain I said, “she is SO beautiful! Her skin is like a doll’s!” He wheeled her around to see me and I told her the same. She then said, “thank you! You have such beautiful eyes!” in the sweetest voice you could imagine, and one I’ll not forget. 

My heart felt so much joy, so much admiration, so much love. . . I couldn’t help but tell her, and was so honored for her kindness in return. Even if only some of us could see them, she wore about her head a glowing halo, and about the rest, a set of wings. After all she must have been through in her short time, she wanted nothing more than to share light with everyone else around her…

I bid them farewell as they finished buying her Anime book, and the man wheeled her out of the store – I knew I’d remember that moment forever.

It doesn’t take much to see the beauty around us, or to cherish the moments we meet precious souls. To touch another life is such a gift – I believe in sharing the positive thoughts we feel inside because you never know how much it may mean to someone else. Perhaps a father who has seen his child suffer as no one should? 

There ARE angels among us – maybe right in front of your eyes. Don’t be afraid to encourage them too. Every heart deserves love and light, and to see the beauty in life. If you’re one of the ones who sees through that lens…share it. The world can always use more. ❤️

Humor – Casper The Ghost On Mean Pills (Or Me Up To No Good!)

This cartoon is positively precious, especially the famously gentle Ghost’s facial expression at the end. . .

Cartoon it may be (I used to play Casper, Disney Halloween, and other slides in my View Master as a kid), I related completely. . .

Much like the sweet white sprite, I hate – yes, I dare even say vehemently hate – “mean.” “MEAN” for me is an ultimate last resort. (I’m betting Casper is on board with “mean what you say, say what you mean, don’t say it mean” wagon too.)

Of course he’s as adorable as can be, bowled over by the initial effect just as much as when he surprisedly sprouts an impossibly cute tail. But…the face at the end was a relatable laugh-out-loud.  It’s more of a sneaky look than anything else, and I feel like I unconsciously get that look from time to time…

Maybe it’s that I absconded with some vegetables and got away with it. Maybe I thought of something silly and fun to make a loved one laugh… Whatever the case may be, it’s a deliciously diabolical smirk he’s got going on, and I’m pretty sure I do that at times myself (save to say, I’m not remotely as adorable as this lil’ devil!)

Ice Cream For Goth Girls

Yes, yes…that’s what I said.  Ice Cream for Goth chicks.

If lactose wasn’t so vehemently opposed to my stomach, and ice cream wouldn’t so zealously affix itself to my body, I would be seeking out Little Damage Ice Cream forthwith.

I don’t *totally* get the “unicorn” craze – I can respect the love of iridescence, absolutely, but I feel like this is getting to be a little overboard.  Whatever. . .I’d go crazy for black ice cream regardless, just because…but as it squashing the overwhelming barrage of rainbow swirls left and right, I have to say I’m smiling ear to ear. . .

Goth girl getting back at the illusory and evanescent concept that is the prismatic unicorn?  Maybe. . .  But I think it’s more directed at the onslaught of look-at-pink-and-blue-sparkly-anime-eyed-me’s. 

I’m not a trend follower, though – there it is.  I lean towards the caliginous so despite my personal penchant for glitter, I’d ditch it for black without a second thought.

I mean, black and red ombre?! Holy shit, I’m in heaven!!!

All I can say is these cones, black as night, and the dark-and-dreary hued ice cream is up my alley and beyond.  Had this been more prevalent when I was little, you better believe I’d have had it in place of birthday cake at my parties.  Too bad, five year-olds, you can deal without pink for five minutes.

 

Nutrition Humor – Sweeteners

So I can’t say that I actually DO do this… I don’t.  But it is pretty damn hysterical, and I actually laughed out loud. . .

None of it is *really* “good for you,” let’s just face the music, shall we?  Probably more peaceful for us to accept it together. If not. . .some health guru might be judging you behind your back. . .

 

The Amazingness That Is The Grill

I never really had a reason to grill in the past, but I feel like it’s worth knowing and that I should at least learn…espeically if it means I can be more helpful every so often.  (That said, I’m always admittedly a little nervous about ruining the food – if it’s for anyone other than myself, I feel petrified of messing it up!) My husband is incredibly good at it.  I don’t think there’s anything he can’t make because everything he’s ever cooked, I’ve enjoyed immensely. (And if I like it, you know it’s good.)  

One of the key reasons I am so finicky, though, is that my system is ultra sensitive – I have to stick to basics, and keep my food free of the “extras.” In that case, I feel like cooking a good meal is even more of a task (no sauces to come to the cover-up rescue!)

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Truth be told, though, I think food tastes better without the extra jazz.  I definitely love various sauces but I remember when I had them more frequently that those were all I tasted – I missed out on the flavors of the foods themselves.  Shrimp for one thing are delicate – I love how mild and sweet they are (scallops are another favorite!) bust as such, they are easily overpowered.  My hubby grilled some the other day with nothing more than Old Bay and salt and pepper – amazing.  

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He grilled fresh bell peppers too (the red, orange and yellow are the sweetest varieties) which were incredible. 

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I feel like you don’t really need much – beyond knowing how to grill properly of course (and he definitely has that down!) It’s always a nice treat because I’ll generally stick to a skillet, an oven or broiler, or the microwave if left to my devices. The grill gives a tiny bit of blackened char, which you just can’t get any other way, and a little bit of crisp that makes the softer insides even more delicious.