missing: one food blogger. five foot three, eyes of green...

     Have you wondered lately if I'd been reported missing? Or if I'd abandoned my tiny snippet of the blogosphere for the bright lights of the big... kitchen? Well, never fear! It is I, safe and sort-of sound. I'm still cooking. And eating. And very occasionally posting something new.
     Life is really getting in the way of writing, dog-gone-it! Isn't that funny how that happens? You're minding your own business, blogging quietly away, following your own well thought out plan and WHAM. Out of the blue, you're boldly reminded of how you're not really in charge of anything.
     In the blink of an eye, your sweet little babies grow up and move on with their own lives. They're mean like that.
     Every single one of us is slowly aging, but the stark reality is glaringly clear when observing children and parents. Lately, we've been up to our eyeballs in caring for and planning care for my husband's tiny little mother.  Our furry girls are sorely neglected. The dust bunnies threaten to take over ownership of the homestead.
     When I have a chance to stop and think about it, mentally I still feel as young as I did in school. The mirror says otherwise. I'm moving into the 'Sandwich Generation.' I'm not really fond of it, so far. (It has nothing to do with food.)
     I nostalgically recall the days of being home. Looking back, things seemed simpler... even though I didn't think so at the time. How in the world are we busier today than even ten years ago?
     I was homeschooling the girls. Much time was spent on care and keeping of a house. And preparing family dinner almost every night. Staying home seems to be a theme I'm wishing for. (My new one sounds more like Willie Nelson's song, On The Road, Again.)
     In one instance, the knowledge of how powerless I am is liberating. On the other hand, it leaves much room for change. Faith, adaptability, optimism and a general bendi-ness of spirit are my God-given strengths. Thank goodness! It looks like I'm really going to need them.
     Bring it on, life. God's got this... And me.

Psalm 139
"1 O Eternal One, You have explored my heart and know exactly who I am;
2 You even know the small details like when I take a seat and when I stand up again.
Even when I am far away, You know what I’m thinking.
3 You observe my wanderings and my sleeping, my waking and my dreaming,
and You know everything I do in more detail than even I know.
4 You know what I’m going to say long before I say it.
It is true, Eternal One, that You know everything and everyone.
5 You have surrounded me on every side, behind me and before me,
and You have placed Your hand gently on my shoulder.
6 It is the most amazing feeling to know how deeply You know me, inside and out;
the realization of it is so great that I cannot comprehend it.
7 Can I go anywhere apart from Your Spirit?
Is there anywhere I can go to escape Your watchful presence?

13 For You shaped me, inside and out.
You knitted me together in my mother’s womb long before I took my first breath.
14 I will offer You my grateful heart, for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.
You have approached even the smallest details with excellence;
Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul.
15 You see all things; nothing about me was hidden from You
As I took shape in secret,
carefully crafted in the heart of the earth before I was born from its womb.
16 You see all things; You saw me growing, changing in my mother’s womb;
Every detail of my life was already written in Your book;
You established the length of my life before I ever tasted the sweetness of it.

17 Your thoughts and plans are treasures to me, O God! I cherish each and every one of them!
How grand in scope! How many in number!
18 If I could count each one of them, they would be more than all the grains of sand on earth. 
Their number is inconceivable!" 
(The Voice version)


  1. dickeykimberly@gmail.comOctober 14, 2013 at 5:00 PM

    love you Susan...love your posts.

  2. Thanks, Kim. And thanks for reading. Miss seeing you every Wednesday. Come for supper some week!

  3. your Mom, Marilyn and Bobby sat on my porch today. like your blog. mine isn't as cute as yours

    1. i like your blog as well. nice to meetcha!