Oh man. Today was just one of those days. I call them “beauty-for-ashes” kind of days because you feel like ashes and everything just seems to go splat, but you have the choice to see beauty in things and choose thankfulness, which is what I’m trying to do!
We literally woke up smoked. Life beef jerky or a good barbeque sauce. A nearby fire had been smoldering all night, and since we were sleeping outside, as everyone does here, we woke up smoked! Sore throats all around!
Bleary eyed we got up with the kids at 6:30am and soon after we found this on Lili’s arm. Yeah. We think it was some kind of bug bite that had gotten infected because of her scratching. (I am happy to say now - 6 days later it's totally healed!)
I tried a healthy pumpkin muffin recipe for breakfast which totally bombed.
Then I headed to the market to buy some meat. Because we had so many unexpected guests for thanksgiving, we didn’t have leftovers! Today was a sand-stormy day. Dry. Dusty. Sand blew in my eyes and blew my skirt open as I walked to the market. There was only one guy selling meat. It was goat. And all that was left was fat and bones. I kid you not. Just take a look at the picture. He tried to throw in intestines and stomach lining, but I turned that down, much to his surprise. As I walked home, I thought “What in the WORLD am I going to make with THIS?” . But, if all things are possible with God, than surely, something tasty could be made! I made peanut stew which turned out all right.
Ben found this dead lizard which seemed to fit in with the day, somehow!
We also woke up to our second day of no water. The tap is dry. Laundry has to wait. Dishes get the priority. Sigh. Just one of those days! I thought this kind of day deserved a treat so I just used one of the 4 chocolate bars in our freezer (they need to last until March!) to make batch of brownies that we are all enjoying together! J That seemed to cheer us all up.
Beauty. It’s everywhere. It’s in the laughter of our kids. The joy of being together. The peace of God with us. And in my sweet daughter’s voice as she’s singing, “Boom, boom, ain’t it great to be crazy?!”.
