Month: September 2016

Tropical Storm Malou Blues (Not Really)

The joy of island life in the western Pacific, one of them anyway, is the more than occasional Tropical storm.

Today it’s TS Malou, maybe the soon to be Typhoon Malou if the local forecasters are accurate.

Anyway, I decided to try my hand at making homemade vegan donuts.

The base recipe I used is from feastingonfruit.com; it’s really simple and the donuts are super yummy. (I’ll have to practice a bit more so that I get the timing right with my oven, since the temp runs a little on the hot side.)

before the oven
on the cooling rack
chocolate icing
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A Casey Jones-ish Train of Thought

There’s nothing worse than knowing that you want to have your cake and eat it, too.

That’s a frequently used/heard statement but I don’t know if I’ve ever thought about what it means.

If I eat my cake, there is no more cake; if I hold onto my cake, put in display for all to see, there’s no possibility of eating my cake.

 

If you want a beanstalk you have to plant your beans.

Maybe that’s the crux of the mid-life crisis…knowing you get one or the other.

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If you’ve been at something professionally for 15 or so years, do you set it aside and pursue a dream; do you keep your integrity in check and be authentic or do you fake it till you make it…make it through the moment of crisis and indecision…maybe.

Do you chase the dream or leave it on the shelf?

Chasing the dream is full of risk and throws the security of a good career to the wind; putting it on the shelf, leaving it on the shelf…that only leaves restlessness and discontent.

This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away, to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was, hmm? What he was doing. Hmm. Adventure. Heh. Excitement. Heh. A Jedi craves not these things.” (Master Yoda)

And that’s the struggle.  I know that chasing dreams is anything but an exciting adventure.  I know that dreams come at a cost, but are ultimately fulfilling at the cellular (soul-ular(?)) level.

Either way, I still need to wait until we get back stateside in about a month.  At this point I’m just processing a casey jones-ish train of thought.