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Food! Glorious Food!

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Hello Readers, Sharing pictures of my Divali meal. Preparing a small plate for a shut-in Tomatoes and Corn with Basil and Mint Leaves Red Lentils Dhal Pumpkin bubbling in the pot

Light Overcomes Darkness

Shubh Divali! Today, October 23rd, 2014 we nationals of Trinidad and Tobago join with so many other nations in celebrating the Hindu festival of Divali.  Like all good Trinibagonians, it is "curry day in de house!". I did not make the time to shop for all the necessary ingredients for  the wonderful traditional dishes that include dahl, pumpkin choka, channa and potatoes, curried bodie, masala mango, pepper roti, "buss up shut" and paratha roti yet like all Trinibagonians some of the ingredients are staple in the home.  In checking the larder, I've found red lentils rather than yellow split peas for my dhal, there is lots of pumpkin  for the choka, so I can put a check mark  there.  I am aware that I have no potatoes since they are not my favourite vegetable but I do have cassava, so I'm thinking channa and cassava.  Yes...that could work.  Sacre bleu, there are no cans of channa!  So, out goes the channa and cassava idea.  "Bodie, b...

"And Still I Rise"

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I am using the words of Maya Angelou to name my post today and you shall see why as you read on.   It's been such a long time since I have communicated through this blog.  Hello!  How are you?  Actually it's been a while since I've communicated with anyone because I was concentrating on completing the draft of my thesis plus trying to work during Budget preparation and presentation and close of financial year.  Whew!  Suffice to say something had to give and that was me and my thesis.  While I submitted my draft in time, I am now asked to do a whole new construct!  Yuh mean to say, yuh didn't observe that all the time I was writing and submitting?"  "Augh!" I guess this is what writers go through with their editors.  Plus when you are nearing victory, the devil always interjects and for me that comes in the form of depression.  I really have been fighting depression for more than 18 months as I have indicated from time to ...

It's not all in my head

Proof that it's not all in my head (Bwaaah!  You know I am not concerned) and that we have a lot of work to do to save our planet. http://www.pbs.org/strangedays/episodes/onedegreefactor/experts/africandust.html

Friday night with no place to go

It's Friday and I managed to leave work early.

Reply to 'A Conundrum'

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Hi Folks, Thanks so much to those who took the time to respond.  I love the comments and have published them on the blog site. The comments were varied from funny to purely clinical or should I use the word academic.  I appreciate them and am reserving them for when I really begin to seriously consider this option.  In the meantime, I have suggested that  collection of information begin by an approaching   the various government agencies that offer micro and small loans, training in business skills, etc.   It's time they begin to use their brains since at this time all I plan to do is give moral support. Mother, one of my "boyfriends" has suggested that we try the week-end only and that seems "doable" since it would be a great test case.  Caryl, ah, Caryl if I were brave I would do it Trini style with "Lord Kitchener's" calypso in the background. LOL!  Although I do believe it is Slinger Francisco, the "Mighty Sparrow"  who s...

A Conundrum

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Dear Readers, For the past few years, I have not met a man who impresses me. O’ I have met men and I am pleased that they are impressed by me but…I ain’t interested one single bit.  They are all nice men, in their own right and I have no difficulty in being a platonic friend, as a matter of fact some are lively, intelligent conversationalists whom I miss when they ‘digs out’ but my romantic heart is not into them.   There are times when I miss the headiness of romance and do indeed consider that maybe I should take on one of them.  Trust me that feeling quickly diminishes when I peruse through my mental resumes list.  None are bright as buttons, some are dumb as oxen.  The other side to this story is mine.   I have never been good at the “boyfriend, lover, business, so I may just be rejecting “gifted horses…”.   Who knows? taken from helmtest.com Now that I am past the preamble, here is the problem.  One of t...