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Year Four, Day 137: Walking Around Like a Gangster




I am having a good day. A very balanced day.  A happy to be alive day. A thankful for my life, my family, my friends, my work day.

I made sure to thank God for today. Which I do every day. But today I really mean it!

Maybe it's the warm drizzly rain. I feel like I can breathe deeper than usual.

I don't have much time to blog today. I am at the library, printing some sheet music for a student before I teach.  But I just wanted to check in.

I made a crockpot full of kofta kebab last night when I came home. I've been craving Middle Eastern food.  And I find when I focus on basic Middle Eastern ingredients:  lemon juice, garlic, parsley, etc., I feel better. I woke up feeling well rested and lighter.  My pants are loose around my waist (I can't find my belt, so I am walking around like a gangster, with one hand on my waistband!)

My granddaughter, Grace was in a wonderful mood too.  She loved the kafta kebob. Her mom suggest I put it on a skewer for her. Score!

She seems to have similar tasted in food to her mom and I. We tend to crave ethnic food, particularly Lebanese and Vietnamese.  Oh, and all three of us love artichokes! Have you ever seen a 21 month-old child eat an artichoke? We were all most impressed! Oh, and she also loves sushi. NO, we don't let her eat raw fish. She eats cucumber rolls.  She also like potstickers and miso soup. And she attempts to eat with chopsticks. What a kid!





Speaking of impressed, Grace wanted to exercise with me.  I bought her a little hoop of her own. She followed my instructions quite well!

I wish I could share more. So much more to say!

But off to work I go!

Happy Friday!

Talk Soon!


Love,

Zita


My phone has switched to B&W.  Not sure why!

Here are my Qi Gong/Hooping videos and Zma/Gracie Hooping videos!



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