If only my kids knew that when I break out the ol' "It's Breakfast for Dinner" scheme, it really means that Mom has neglected the grocery shopping and can't find a recipe that calls for pork and beans, half a jar of pickles, strawberry yogurt and a cheese stick.
Last night I found myself staring into the empty expanse of our refrigerator wondering what on earth I was going to pull together for dinner when I realized I had just the right ingredients to make Migas!
If you've never had Migas, they're just scrambled eggs on steroids. And you can add just about anything you like! (I love to add peppers, sausage and olives when I have them on hand!)
These are so delicious and easy to make that you're going to make them anytime you realize you've forgotten to buy food all the time!
What you need: - 6-7 Eggs - 1/2 cup of milk - 5 Corn tortillas - 1/2 cup diced onion - chopped bacon (3 or 4 strips cut up) - salt & pepper to taste Part 1. - Cut up your tortillas into bite size pieces. Set aside. Part 2. - Break your eggs into a medium size mixing bowl. - Add the milk - Mix until well blended Part 3. - In a frying pan saute onion until tender. - Add bacon to onion and cook until done. - Add egg mixture and cut tortillas to frying pan. - Scramble until eggs are done. - Salt and pepper to taste. Part 4. -ENJOY!
It was by accident that I found this song by the Civil Wars. Life is weird like that. I didn't know I needed to hear it, and now I need to hear it often.
And I know someone else who probably needs to hear it too. But, I can't exactly come right out and say: "Hey! I think you might be going through a crisis so listen to this song!" Instead I'll hope that person stumbles across this blog and listens. I hope they know they are not alone.
And if I could I would hold their hand and dance round and round the flames.
________________________________________________ It’s not your eyes , it’s not what you say its not your laughter that gives you away you’re just lonely, you’ve been lonely too long all your acting, your thin disguise all your perfectly delivered lines they don’t fool me, you’ve been lonely too long let me in the walls you’ve built around we can light a match and burn them down let me hold your hand and dance round and round the flames in front of us, dust to dust you’ve held your head up, you’ve fought the fight you bear the scars, you’ve done your time listen to me , you’ve been lonely too long let me in the walls you’ve built around we can light a match and burn them down let me hold your hand and dance round and round the flames in front of us, dust to dust you’re like a mirror, reflecting me takes one to know one, so take it from me you’ve been lonely, you’ve been lonely too long we’ve been lonely, we’ve been lonely too long
Sometimes I ache. Not the physical aches of everyday life, but the deeper, tormented, heart wrenching aches. The aches that remind you of every mistake you've ever made and every opportunity you've let slip past. The merciless whispers that remind you that you're doing it all wrong.
I ignore these aches and pains. They are distorted and grotesque. But every once in a while, something slips across the line and forces me to dip my head into the Pensieve.
Then the walls are breached. And I am forced to confront the source of my pain. The Demons of my actions past. We see each other. Eye to eye. I am kicked down by the knowingness of their stares. They wrap me up in the weight of my regret. They stroke my hair with the fingers of my shame. And they sing to me of my loneliness.
Salvation comes in the form of anamnesis. My Happiest memories fighting to the front lines to defend me. They rescue me from my tormentors. They absolve me of my guilt. And together, running through the highlight reel of my life, we push the Demon's away and back into the darkness. Where they belong.
And when they return, Slipping past the Sentinels I'll fight them off once more. But, I'll need no sword, no profound words. I will wear my blessings as my armor. And then the Demon's will cower because they will know they have finally been defeated.
