When things go haywire

or, when life gets nuts.

One of the things that goes along with my Relief Society job at church is that if the regular teacher can't make it for any reason, it's my responsibility to either:

1. find a substitute, or
2. teach the lesson myself.

I'm basically in charge of the Sunday women's meeting. And not basically in charge. I am all the way in charge of it. If I blow it off someone else will be scrambling around to get things covered. Not that that's ever happened though. Of course not.

Today the unthinkable happened. About an hour before church started (in other words, way too little time to find a sub, and while I was still unshowered and wearing my jammies) I found out that the teacher unexpectedly had to work today. The good news is that it's the first time in about six months that this has happened. The bad news is that I wasn't prepared to teach the lesson.

I winged it. I'd at least read the lesson ahead of time, and although I like a good, solid three hours to prepare a lesson, I didn't have any time at all. I was flustered, I was nervous, I was unprepared, I was sweaty. I was thrown for a loop.

It went fine anyway. I was able to settle down and get my head clear and stop sweating (very important when you're standing in front of a large group of people!). I felt the Holy Spirit whispering to me that the principles I was teaching are true. I felt my testimony of the Gospel grow.

One of my friends gave me a Mormon Tabernacle cd on my birthday a couple of weeks ago and my favorite hymn, How Firm A Foundation, is one of the songs on the cd. My Little Prince and I have been listening to the cd every morning as I drive him to seminary and it has really made an impact on my days. The third verse goes like this:

Fear not, I am with thee, oh be not dismayed

For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid.

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.

My cup runneth over.

Springtime

Spring in Houston is a "blink-and-you'll-miss-it" kind of thing. This last week in March we'll see temps in the mid-70's, and a month from now I'm betting we'll be well into the 80's.

When the daylilies look like this on a sunny weekday morning you know summer is on the way.

dinner idea

I've tried a couple new things this past week: couscous and fennel. The verdict?

Fennel gets a big thumbs up, couscous gets a big thumbs down. I kind of thought it would be the other way around, but no.

I will try the couscous again (because I still have the rest of a fairly big container), with a different recipe, but I'm not hopeful. It tasted a really whole lot like fluffy cardboard particles. Even after increasingly desperate attempts to doctor it up a bit. (After it was all over I had ended up adding onion, garlic, chicken broth, chopped fresh spinach and crumbled feta cheese. And it was still boring and essentially tasteless.)

But ta-da! Here's what I did with the fennel:

Red Snapper with Carrot and Fennel

(from the Better Homes & Gardens New Cook Book)

• 1 lb. fresh or frozen skinless red snapper, grouper, or ocean perch fillets, about 1/2 inch thick. (I used frozen tilapia fillets because that is what I always have on hand)
• 2 cups sliced fennel bulb (1 large)
• 1 cup chopped onion (1 large)
• 1 cup chopped carrot (2 medium)
• 2 cloves garlic, minced
• 1 tbsp. olive oil
• 1/4 cup dry white wine or chicken broth
• 2 tbsp. snipped fresh dill or 1 1/2 tsp. dried dill
• 1/4 tsp. salt
• 1/4 tsp. black pepper
• fresh dill sprigs, optional

Thaw fish, if frozen. Rinse fillets and pat dry. Lightly sprinkle with salt and pepper and set aside. In a large skillet cook fennel, onion, carrot, and garlic in hot oil over medium heat for 7 to 9 minutes or until vegetables are tender and light brown. Remove from heat. Stir in broth, dill, the 1/4 tsp. salt and the 1/4 tsp. pepper. Reserve 1/4 cup of vegetable mixture; spread remaining vegetable mixture into a 2-quart baking dish. Place fish fillets on top of vegetables. Spoon reserved vegetable mixture on top of fish. Bake, uncovered, at 450 degrees F for about 12 minutes or until fish begins to flake with a fork. (I covered the baking dish with foil after baking and let it sit for a few minutes just to make sure it was completely cooked and it turned out perfectly.) Serves 4.

It was different, but good. I haven't ever had fennel before so it was a new taste for me but after it was cooked it was very mild and not at all objectionable. I'll probably use a little less than 1/4 tsp. pepper next time I make this recipe.

ch-ch-ch-Charge!

I was offered a challenge yesterday. One that I'm not sure I can accomplish with any amount of gracefulness but oh well...

I will be fearless. I will be intrepid. I will be light-hearted.

(And I will work on being organized, steady, and compassionate.)

Well, nuts

I was writing a post (it was going to be a series, actually) about all the people I don't like. All of them were going to be celebrities. Because I just wouldn't dare write about people in my real, everyday life that I don't like. Because stuff like that gets around and I'm too chicken to go all mano a mano against some of them.

I had a post all finished and everything. It was about a rich and famous but not very attractive or talented girl. I deleted it all. Because after I was done reading it I realized how superficial and snarky it was and I just don't want to go there in this space.

I've been feeling very lazy lately. I haven't been working on projects or ideas. I haven't taken any pictures of stuff that's happening around here. I've been laying around reading novels and contemplating the universe but not coming up with much. I thought about buying a new sofa, which we desperately need, but have I gone to a furniture store to look around? Nope. I've barely been keeping up with the most basic chores around the house although my family of Dubs might argue that point. Can you say "sandwiches for dinner, again"?

It's springtime in Texas. The trees are all bloomy and beautiful. I saw bluebonnets on a quick trip to Austin this week. My oaks and pines are pollinating. I've been taking two benadryl every four hours pretty much around the clock.

Which may explain why I can hardly get my carcass off my shabby, worn, and torn up couch.

Sleeping beauty, revisited

What perfectly sweet rosy lips! What kissy cheeks! What long, luxurious lashes! What smooth, creamy, fresh skin!

Oh I could go on and on...

A thing of beauty

is a joy forever.