It’s been a while since I could open my windows and take in the cool breeze from the Hudson River. This summer in New York City has been so oppressive, and I’m just so thankful for the nice cool breeze today. Its around 24c now, which in american terms is around 75f. There is something so immeasurably simple, yet gratifying about the cool weather.
I woke up at 7am this morning and finished doing laundry, cleaned the house, made traditional Chinese ginseng chicken soup (for my salaryman), made healthy smoothie shakes for the both of us and its not even 11am. YAY! I love feeling like I have accomplished a lot before 12. Oh the possibilities for the rest of the day!
(Ginseng chicken soup + my organized pantry and ‘heart shaped mittens’ from a dear friend)
(This morning’s window situation. No filter, no editing, no cropping just RAW. )
So here I am, with my Singapore mug filled with aromatic coffee and a magazine, taking in the sunshine, glorious cool weather, with a heart filled with gratitude for my life. Its the little things, its always the little things.
Recently, a friend introduced the concept of Zucchini Pancakes to me and boy is it yummylicious!!!
I can eat these babies for breakfast lunch and dinner.
Charlene’s Zucchini Pancakes
1 medium zucchini (shredded loosely)
1 large egg
1/4 cup egg whites
1/2 cup flour
1/4 ++ cup water ( I use the eye ball method)
dash of black pepper
dash of red cayenne pepper
** Optional 1/4 cup shredded Mexican cheese (More fat, but more deliciousness and makes the pancake crisp up nicely)
*** if you don’t add cheese maybe a sprinkle of salt
****makes 2 big pancakes
So, besides 3 friends leaving the city this month. Even my neighbor left this today. Out of the 7 units in this floor, every single one has left except us. They were very good neighbors, quiet and respectful. They have been living in JC for 2 weeks and apparently love it there, quiet, huge, brand new space and much cheaper than what they would have gotten in Manhattan.
Kris loves his 4 minute commute on foot tho, and I love in the city too, to be honest. My yoga studio, never ending list of restaurants, museums, walks along the hudson. We shall see, going to NJ and having a car and stuff seems fun too, we could explore the outdoors in the weekends and such. But walking and exploring the city is one of my fave pastimes and I hate to have to leave that behind. I don’t think NJ is quite as pedestrian friendly, driving everywhere seems a huge hassle. Anyhow, we have 12 more months (again!) before we have to decide.
Ahhhh. Life. So many dreams, so little cash.
Why would anyone want to leave this? Silly goats!
We don’t seek the painful experiences that hew our identities, but we seek our identities in the wake of painful experiences. We cannot bear a pointless torment, but we can endure great pain if we believe that it’s purposeful. Ease makes less of an impression on us than struggle. We could have been ourselves without our delights, but not without the misfortunes that drive our search for meaning.” – Soloman, A.
When I was 3, I was cute.
When I was 13, I was angsty.
When I was 23, I wanted more.
When I am 33, I am happy.
I have everything I want and need to make my life comfortable.
33 years feels both like a long time but at the same time, it feels like a flash.
You know how as a teenager you always think that when you’re an adult, you’ll get it all figured out? Myth.
I’m not ‘figured it out’ per se, but I’ve determined that its okay to never ever figure ‘it’ out.
At every stage of your life you pursue different things and at every stage you desire different things.
Life in the past couple of years has been good to me, no major health issues, I mostly partake in activities that give me pleasure and I have no major worries.
Its easy to forget the good and focus on things you have yet to have, but my 33 years of ‘baby wisdom’ have taught me that happiness is derived from focusing on the good, always.