Thought #1
It's early in the morning, 6:15 or so. I've had a big mug of coffee, read my email, and checked the high school football scores I keep up with. Sometimes in the still of morning I listen to some music, really old stuff that nobody likes but me, and think about the day ahead and the one I left behind.
Thought #2
I was just thinking about why I have the need to build this trailer. I don't know if I can put that into words. After the love I have for God, my wife, and family, comes this passion for music, photography and making and shaping things out of wood. Diverse hobbies, yes, but as I am saying more and more to people, "I've always been a little uneven." Being uneven and piddling just seem to go together. I know it's deep thought for so early in the morning, maybe it's the caffeine that's got my brain spinning this morning.
Thought #3
My english teacher's from high school must be shaking their heads, if they read this. I know, it's not the way to organize a paper. But being uneven gives me license to do things like this. My friends at the school I work with say I am a "hippy" deep down inside. Oh well, I guess it could be worse.
Thought #4
Because of allergies and now a head cold, I haven't worked on the trailer very much this week. Today I plan on making the door for the back, and start the process of filling in all of the screw holes, and various cracks and joints.
Thought #5
I received am email some days ago, asking for a recipe I hadn't thought about in years. The recipe is called "Gracie's Sweet Bread." Back in the late 90's I went to northern Mexico, the Chihuahua Desert, during the month of June. There is a little village called Porvenier, right across the Rio Grande river. I was part of group that helped do some much needed repair work to a little church, that was located in the village. Gracie was a mexican lady who spoke very little english. In appreciation for what we had done, she made us this wonderful bread. Through an interpreter and hand signals, she shared the recipe with me. Like any good cook, Gracie didn't really measure anything, she added a little of this and of that. It took awhile through trial and error to get proper amounts for each ingredient. What fun it was, wild times, that bring back all kinds of memories. I have made this bread several things for my family and friends. What memories that brings back.
My point, whether it's building a teardrop or playing a game of cards with your kids. Remember to share those special moments of your life, with your family and friends. Write them down before you lose them. Everyone of us have special moments that need to be shared with our children, family and friends.
When a person passes away there's always a date marking the length of their life.
Example John Smith June 1, 1954 - July 12, 2013.
Make your life mean something in the dash
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