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Day 133: The Parable of the Scrahbby Apple

Another good day!  I have been feeling very calm and centered lately.  I like that. Maybe it has something to do with my lowered blood pressure, which I am certain has something to do with my healthier lifestyle.

Must continue on this path!

Today was breakfast with my mom day.  I walked up to meet her. Comically, we each thought the other was paying today.  So we had to cut back on our usual orders.  This turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I had English Breakfast tea, black, 2 eggs scrambled, hashbrowns and fruit. She had the same, except with toast.

I also took my ukelele to work with me. On my break, I practised. What a fun, simple little instrument!  And a great conversation piece. I met at least 3 new people today because of my little friend!

I didn't have my normal 2:00 p.m. crash today. And I ate healthy all day.  About 4:00 p.m.  I began to feel a little panicked because I had eaten everything but an apple from my lunch.  I still had two students and a chamber music rehearsal to go.

And one of my sweet students had given me some homemade raspberry muffins.  They were calling out to me from the fridge. I didn't tell them I was avoiding gluten. I never refuse a gift.  I decided to save them for my kids.  But it was a strong temptation.

And I am proud to say I conquered the muffin!

I had a memory from childhood of my dad fixing me a "scrahbby apple". It was one of the few tender moments I remember with my dad.  He would cut an apple in half and then scrape the flesh briskly with a spoon. I remember how sweet it tasted, like fresh applesauce.

I don't know if it was the emotional aspect of this memory, but I was drawn to recreate it. And I did! I sat down after my last student of the day, with hot oolong tea and a scrahbby apple. And it tasted every bit as good as it did when I was a little girl, who adored my dad.

Some things change. Some things stay the same. But today, I was revived and renewed by the flesh of a scrahbby apple!

Happy Saturday!




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