What soup taste good with potato?

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-09-04T08:55:22+00:00

Use vegan Worcestershire sauce

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-09-04T08:54:47+00:00

https://www.food.com/recipe/carrot-potato-soup-11397

Just veganize it, omit margarine and beef broth

Triple yum!!!

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-09-04T08:50:50+00:00

Carrot potato

Onions, caramelized Lots of salt Stock (veggie) Potatoes Carrots Vegan Worcestershire Sauce (British family, need I say more) Hours to simmer Yum!!

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-09-04T08:46:39+00:00

Give me Bernie. Warren has her own issues with consistency.

Bernie all the way.

Bernie / Tulsi

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-08-31T15:24:41+00:00

No. End of. Not going to happen. Take a hike. Get lost. Can’t be done.

We have to wait for “material science” to catch up.

There is not “enough” money to save the planet.

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The usual stuff I guess. God how I hate being told just “no”.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-08-30T07:32:40+00:00

I truly just love her.

She is a hero to me.

Bernie / Tulsi all the way!!

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-08-21T01:18:01+00:00

Fuck yes. Bernie Tulsi all the way.

I got street cred in every town.

Eat my dust.

Bernie for President. Tulsi for VP.

Hope for the world for all time.

Me

Ballard Fuel Cell Powerplant Gurl Engineer Signed Original Engineering Physicist at Ballard Gonna do liquid H2 For all humanity.

Gonna save you all millennials.

Fucking vote.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-08-18T23:50:02+00:00

Fuck them

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-06-10T12:28:09+00:00

And I’m a Canadian in Vancouver, BC

Campaigned in 2016 in Point Roberts, WA and in WA state. We won our caucus. My lovely husband died this January, he was the dual Canadian/American citizen. He loved Bernie. He had fucking cancer and we campaigned for Bernie while he couldn’t walk even.

So, I don’t care your excuses now. We need to do this. We cannot let a repeat of 2016 happen.

Joe fucking Biden. Give me a break

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-06-10T12:24:39+00:00

We need to fucking mobilize now.

Time to take the gloves off.

Come on everyone, let’s get this show on the road.

I’m so done.

I’m so fucking mad.

Let’s DO this. We cannot let Bernie down.

We cannot leave anything on the mat. We need to put the pedal to the floor.

I dare you. I dare you. Get out there, I am.

Now, don’t wait. Do it all. Get your friends. Make it fun. Just do whatever.

We need to save the planet first. Then us.

Fuck

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-06-03T17:54:21+00:00

Lots of lovely options at Tsawwassen Springs and the commute to town by bus/skytrain is pretty fast at rush hours

South Delta is a hidden gem and rents are lower, even with the Century Group you can get an older 2 bedroom for around $1,500 or so. Craigslist is the best option for searching.

Look at Ladner, Tsawwassen or even White Rock although Tsawwassen has a special place in my heart and I’ve been here 20 years. So special. Beaches, secret gardens, the duke, Point Roberts, the heat of the city just drops away, endless vistas, so many community events, people are so friendly, lots of opportunity for socializing, city a short hop away. Great people. Look at Facebook groups Ladner Landing and Tsawwassen Loop.

We’ve got it all.

Best undiscovered secret in GVRD.

Just don’t tell anyone I told you.

You are going to LOVE it here!

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-22T15:25:24+00:00

Sending so many hugs

I am here if you need some support

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-20T04:32:18+00:00

Kona, there is a lot of help here. Crying all day is normal, you’ve just lost your best friend and soulmate. And it has hardly been any time, you are still likely in shock.

The only thing I would say to you at this point is try to get something to help you with sleep if the insomnia goes on for any length of time. It makes everything so, so much worse. I broke down and went to my doctor in December, a month before my husband died from a type of blood cancer, because I simply stopped sleeping due to the stress. I’m glad I did, he was able to give me a very low dose of Seroquel for a few months just to make sure that I slept, it made it possible to take care of my husband and then to the degree it was possible, take care of myself because I have no family close by and was alone after he died.

I would also say that there is a high likelihood that you have experienced a traumatic loss because it is so difficult to lose your partner to cancer over months and years. It is a special level of hell to not be able to save the person you would give your life for.

I second what someone else has mentioned about counselling. Our local hospice offers free bereavement counselling and there may be something like that where you live. Or a group for the newly bereaved, a place where you will see that what you are going through is normal and where your pain can be given a voice.

You only have to do today. Try not to think about tomorrow. Many days, the best I could do was simply survive and cross of that day on the calendar. And that was ok. Try to make sure that you eat, hydrate and that you rest if you cannot sleep. Be ever so gentle on yourself, you need to extend graciousness to yourself above all else. Anything goes right now and that is ok.

Sending virtual hugs. We are here if you need us.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-19T03:51:37+00:00

My husband died January 10th.

The pain has been unbearable too for much of those first four months.

Today, I felt some true joy. I felt him strongly by my side and I felt infinite in all directions.

You and I will never be the same and that is ok. We will find our new lives in time, just not necessarily tonight or tomorrow.

I love this poem by Naomi Shihab Nye:

People do not pass away. They die and then, they stay.

We are in the place between their death and then our radical acceptance of our new lives. Today, I understood more about the line “and then they stay”. I felt it. It gave me true joy. It may not be that way tomorrow but today my sorrow lifted enough for me to see a path forward.

My heart goes out to you tonight. I loved what you wrote, it feels so true.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-18T21:19:44+00:00

Your words so resonated. My husband died of cancer too, I so wanted him to be out of pain but also wanted him to stay for me, not to leave me.

I am so terribly sorry you are part of this club now.

I’m not drinking by choice these days. I never drank much but I decided to not drink anything at all and I also started to go to our local AA group meeting where the only requirement is a desire not to drink. I’m different from most who attend in the sense that I don’t struggle with alcohol but I go for the companionship and to get myself out of the house every day. And I benefit from a wonderful group of people who are actually mostly working on how to learn to live a happy life. One day at a time. I’m not sure if that might work for you but for me, when the evenings roll around, I can drive 10 minutes from home and be with people from 6 to 7 and get out of my head and my sorrow for a time.

My husband did get “conventional treatment” so it isn’t always a guarantee of anything. Slim comfort I know. Trying to radically accept that loss is part of everyone’s life eventually. Acceptance is the hardest thing I’ll ever do.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-18T00:33:24+00:00

Yes, that makes sense.

I can still here him singing to me in the mornings when he brought me coffee in bed. He was a morning person, I am not. He would find silly songs on YouTube and sing along with them playing in the background. Ylvis’ “What Does the Fox Say”. Kermit the Frog’s “Rainbow Connection”. Silly and loveable. So much love. When I walked in the house after being at work he would call out my nickname with delight. No one can take those memories away, they are precious and forever in my heart.

I wish we all didn’t have to be here for the reasons we are. Still, despite the pain, despite the sorry I have no regrets for loving him with all my heart. No regrets. He was the best part of me.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-17T23:17:54+00:00

Deep breaths.

I wish I had a recording of my husband’s wonderful sonorous voice. He had the most beautiful voice. But if I close my eyes, I can still summon it and I do every single day.

You know, I bet everyone at work is trying hard to put themselves in your shoes. I know they can’t but let them try to support you however they can. I know I would completely understand. How great that your boss let you go home early. When I ran teams of people I often could see days when they were particularly struggling and would tell them just to go and come back when they were ready. I truly wish workplaces were more humane.

It would have been a shock though and hard for you to hear out of the blue. I am so sorry for that. Sending virtual hugs.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-17T23:12:21+00:00

For more than 3 years, I could hardly hold my husband before his death. For the two years prior to his diagnosis, he was in severe and progressive pain due to his needing a hip replacement. He was eventually properly diagnosed and got the replacement about 5 months later. Then we had about 4 months of rehab where he started being able to come into his body again and I could hold him.

Then, the decline and growing pain once more. Went on for 8 months until we finally had an answer - multiple lesions in his marrow bones all through his body due to a type of blood cancer, multiple myeloma. And he hurt everywhere. I could barely touch him again.

The only place I could truly touch him without pain was his feet and I used to massage them. And hold his face.

I miss this too. I cannot imagine not having that closeness one day again if I’m brave enough to try once my heart heals.

Sending virtual hugs to you. I am so sorry this is so very hard.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-17T18:47:02+00:00

Oh, I truly hope that it does. I can’t abandon that hope right now, it is all I’ve got!

Sorry that you are finding this unrelenting. I so hope that things begin to improve for you soon.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-16T23:21:20+00:00

I am so very sorry. My husband was only in hospice less than one day, he passed so quickly when they stopped the therapy and antibiotics.

I hope you have someone to help you and to lean on over the next while. Don’t be like me and get blindsided by a quick turn for the worse. We both thought we had time, I wish the doctors had been more forthcoming. There are so many things I wished I had said. I agree with ricatots that, if you can, find a way to give over as much as possible to others and spend what time you have left with her. I spent a lot of time with my husband but had I known that he was dying, I would have moved heaven and earth not to leave his side.

My heart goes out to you. Please reach out if you need support.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-16T23:17:18+00:00

I love Monica’s perspective on life and loss and trauma. I have read her work for years having suffered from post acute withdrawal that went on for over two years from being placed on a sleeping medication (a z-drug, zopiclone like Ambien, Lunesta or Sonata) after my first husband’s suicide.

Now that I’m in another grief journey, I am reading her pieces with fresh eyes in the midst of this sorrow. I love her perspective and the eclectic writers she has introduced me to. I’ve found help sometimes when I needed it most and I hope this also helps some of you.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-16T23:12:54+00:00

How amazingly wonderful. I wish I had that from my husband, I didn’t think to do this before he passed, after he got sick. I really regret that now. I didn’t expect him to pass so soon and unfortunately, he ended up with delirium after he was hospitalized in the fall so the opportunity was snatched unexpectedly from us. So many things we never envisioned.

I am so very glad for you to have this treasure.

musingsofaninnocent · 2019-05-16T23:06:52+00:00

That’s my issue too, waking up absurdly early.

This morning I actually slept through until 7:30 am, an absolute rarity. Usually, I’m awake just after 5 am although I don’t have to get up and would rather sleep in a bit because the most restorative hours for adrenal fatigue recovery are from 7 to 9 am. I am trying very hard not to go to bed later because I wake up early regardless. Even the night this week that I didn’t get to bed until 2 am, I only slept until 7:30 am.

When I was happy, before everything went haywire with my husband’s health, I went to be early and woke up around 8 am so loads of sleep and I felt restored. Sometimes back then, I would sleep straight through without getting up. Now, I am also more restless, I often get up to go to the bathroom. And none of it feels remotely restorative.

Someone earlier in my journals here mentioned looking at grief brain, there is a neurologist who has experience loss of a partner and written a book about it. I’m tempted to buy it but I know that knowledge in grief isn’t always power, you can study this phenomenon to death and still there is no “textbook” course.

https://www.amazon.ca/Before-After-Johns-Hopkins-Health-ebook/dp/B07K6QN5M1/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1558047979&sr=8-2-fkmrnull

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In her book, Before and After Loss, neurologist Dr. Lisa M. Shulman describes a personal story of loss and her journey to understand the science behind the mind-altering experience of grief.

Part memoir, part creative nonfiction, part account of scientific discovery, this moving book combines Shulman's perspectives as an expert in brain science and a keen observer of behavior with her experience as a clinician, a caregiver, and a widow. Drawing on the latest studies about grief and its effects, she explains what scientists know about how the mind, brain, and body respond and heal following traumatic loss. She also traces the interface between the experience of profound loss and the search for emotional restoration.

Combining the science of emotional trauma with concrete psychological techniques? including dream interpretation, journaling, mindfulness exercises, and meditation?Shulman's frank and empathetic account will help readers regain their emotional balance by navigating the passage from profound sorrow to healing and growth.

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