Learning to be filled...

 Buying food everyday is great way for me not to eat and cook from frozen. The grocery is my fridge and from buying and cooking my food on same day has given me the much needed interest and some love for cooking. I, as most knows, don't particularly like cooking especially baking>>>NO WAY! Yet am developing some passion in tasting. It has become a new found art and craft for me.

 I am not afraid to try different cuisine in restaurants as well as trying to cook some for myself and the boys.
I just notice myself gaining weight though and that might stop me from cooking as much. I would love more to learn making desserts that are not as fattening and addicting. I guess it replaces my jewelry making for now for my eyes has no patience anymore for putting together small parts. I shall not abandon those little hobbies that brought joy to me, I am just venturing to an easier task.

The joy of my boys trying the food I managed to concoct is good enough reward for me to practice more and enjoy the labor of hot steamy cooking in the very small kitchen I have in our apartment. I guess i better be ready to wash my aprons all the time.

This cooking practice reconciled my thought of sewing some more aprons. Now, I can see that art begets art. It is my blooming ideas floating from one scene to creating another. I imagined of painting again, sewing more, singing and dancing with abandon, sketching some and rearranging my furnishings. Yes, only if I can start quick on any of them, soon this imagination shall borne upon tangible object to keep me full physically and artfully.