Thursday, February 19, 2015

Thursday Ramble

Letting go doesn't mean we don't care. Letting go doesn't mean we shut down.
Letting go means we stop trying to force outcomes and make people behave.
It means we give up resistance to the way things are, for the moment.
It means we stop trying to do the impossible--controlling that which
we cannot--and instead, focus on what is possible--which usually means
taking care of ourselves. And we do this in gentleness, kindness,
and love, as much as possible.

Melody Beattie

Good morning. I'm feeling excited because I am finally going to get out today.  I'm only headed for the supermarket, but it will be my first time outdoors since Friday.  I'm starting to get too used to this, so I am going to force myself on out the door this morning.  The snow has stopped, and hubby said yesterday MOST people shoveled.  Of course, the church didn't shovel...again...and they take up have the block what with their parking lot and all.  Can't understand why it's like this because they run a school program there as well, and the students are teenage boys.

Did you ever just throw your hands up in the air and give up on someone?  My niece, my God daughter, I just can't do it anymore.  I've enough issues of my own to deal with.  She cannot be without a man.  She's got three children, all with different fathers, and all out of her life right now.  Only recently she had another man living with her who not only physically abused her (stabbed her in the stomach, and she still took him back) but after he was gone she found out he molested her 10 year old daughter.  Where'd she meet him?  Facebook.  

A month after he's locked up she brings another one home.  This one didn't abuse her, but he took her for everything she had.  Didn't work at all, and lived off her income.  Had other women on the side.  Left her with nothing.  She swore she was going to take my advice and focus on her children.  "I don't need a man", she says.  Where'd she meet him?  Facebook. 

Yesterday I checked out her FB page and find out she has a new one.  She;s got this picture of this sloppy looking guy captioned with "I got myself a nice Italian". I give up.  

Yesterday I made us a huge pot of sauce with meatballs and sausage. Salsa Segreta 'The Secret Sauce.  The recipe comes from a New York City restaurant, Gino's, which opened in 1945.  In its heyday, Gino's hosted such famous clientele as Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennet, and Joe DiMaggio.  Salsa Segreta was one of their staples.  I got the recipe from 'Sunday Sauce' by Daniel Bell-Zwicke, but tweaked it a little, just a little.  It was deliciousl

One large can of plum tomatoes
2 cloves minced garlic
1 small onion, minced
1/8 tsp of crushed red pepper
olive oil
Italian seasonings*

Saute onions  in olive oil for about 3 minutes, then add garlic and saute another 3-4 minutes.  Add tomatoes, bring to boil, stirring until it starts to bubble, then turn down flame and simmer, stirring frequently.  I crush the tomatoes as I stir.  Add seasonings  and simmer about 30 more minutes.  Makes an awesome sauce.  (Meatballs are baked in oven and then placed in sauce to complete cooking.)

This is the best Italian seasoning I have found for a reasonable price.  It contains freeze dried basil, oregano, garlic, red onions, red pepper, marjoram and rosemary. 

Well, that's it for today.  Have a good one.


  1. That's a great quotation about letting go. And you're right -- it's what you must do with your niece. She must learn from her own experience, or not at all.

  2. Mary, my friend, I truly have thrown my hands way up in the air with much of my family to the point that I'm no longer comfortable in talking with them anymore due to their preaching they'd preach to me, not to mention their uncouth and slander towards me. THEREFORE out of compassion for myself I decided I had to distant myself from them.