Skip to main content

Eat Pray Love

Or is it Love Pray Eat?  I don't remember.  Last night I went out with a few friends and we watched the Julia Roberts movie based on the book.  I did not like the book, couldn't stand to read about her love affair with this guy that she basically ran to when she no longer wanted to be married.  Luckily, the movie didn't really get into all of that, in fact, the movie focused more on the journey that she took to discover herself.  I told Joel that the movie was like Darjeeling Limited for ladies, though I am a little more partial to the guys from Darjeeling than I am to the cast of Eat Love Pray. 
The scenery was beautiful and I was thankful to see escape into it for almost two hours.  The story line took a bit of a second show in regards to the countries that were explored, and that could just be my viewing.  I was struck by the desire to travel and to write about the places I go and was haunted by Nate in the stories I have started about him and his life.  I think maybe in some way, I have not been blogging because he desires the attention that he needs and instead of giving it to him, I have been ignoring writing all together.  Shame on me.  I hope to do some writing with the rest of my summer.

Here's the important part about this post and why it's here on HoHa instead of some random other blog that I could have created.  Part of cultivating the home arts is being with people.  Home's do not exist in a vacuum, they exist in a community.  Cultivate friendships and love your friends and family. And don't forget to Pray Eat Love

Comments

  1. The best part of the movie was seeing it with friends and talking about it afterwards!

    ReplyDelete
  2. That is so true! Looking forward to doing it again. AND I have coupons for AMC (7.50 for movie tickets) and I can probably scrounge up some coupons for restaurants, too :D Hope you have a wonderful few weeks before school starts, feel free to call!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Stories from the Kitchen: Taste and See

I celebrated my birthday last weekend. It was wonderful and the leftovers left me with a question or two. Find out what they are and how I'm currently answering them in this week's podcast. Stories from the Kitchen Season 2, Episode 2: Taste and See Notes from the episode: Taste and See by Margaret Feinberg Dad’s New York Cheesecake (from the back of a Philidelphia Cream Cheese package) 1 ⅞ cups graham cracker crumbs ¼ to ½ cup butter, melted 1 cup sugar, divided 2 lbs cream cheese (4 packs) 2 large eggs (lightly beaten) 1 tsp vanilla 2 tbsp cornstarch 1 cup sour cream Preheat oven to 450F Mix well graham crackers, 2 tbsp sugar, and enough butter that the mixture holds together. Reserve 2 tbsp for garnish. Press mixture onto bottom and sides of a greased 9-inch springform pan. Chill in the freezer while preparing the filling. Mix cream cheese and sugar until smooth and light. Beat in eggs, vanilla, and cornstarch until just blended. S

Project 52: Shiver me dufuses

This date I pulled out a puzzle that I had bought for Joel years ago.  I put up a little camp table , and even devised a system to keep the pieces in place with some fabric, so we could roll it up and stow it.  I was all ready to go and then the reality of the puzzle set in and I realised, I don't like puzzles.  I was already frustrated and worn out by the darn thing and we were only a mere few minutes into working on it!  Instead of getting upset, we changed plans. The puzzle was abandoned and Joel went out for a shamrock shake from McD's and two cherry pies.  We played some MadLibs .  The one we bought for Hannah today was Pirate themed and the story that was the funniest included a peg elbow and a pet pencil sitting on your shoulder saying "Shiver me dufuses!" We even had a joke book that we'd picked up for Hannah and read a couple of terrible jokes to one another while shuffling cards for cribbage. A fun night full of laughter and green shakes.  Well, I&#

KAF No-Fuss Focaccia

I really like making bread.  It's fun to get your hands dirty, but I understand that yeast is a scary thing for people who don't have experience with it.  Somehow, I started using it when I was young and too immature to understand the fear that comes along with wasting time, money and energy.  I had time and energy in abundance.  My first real forte into baking was in the 7 th grade.  I must have cooked before then because I choose to see which flour rose the highest using a cinnamon roll recipe.  I made a lot of cinnamon rolls that year and when I turned in my report, there were questions asked of me that I had no idea what she meant.  Questions about the weather and the heat of the oven.  Things that I didn't know could make a difference in the baking of bread.  Lots has happened since that first memorable baking.  Today, I invited a friend over to make bread.  I was kind of concerned about the strength of the yeast, because we bought a huge stash of it last year someti