Bono and Mary J. Blige: “ONE”
The Daily Prompt for 8/16/2016 was the word carry. The first item that came to my mind was how the word is used in Bono’s song titled “ONE“. Bono wrote the lyrics for his band, U2 around the time that the wall came down in Berlin. In fact, the band was evidently in Berlin at this time. U2 was experiencing some discord at the time among themselves. The song lyrics were written in about 30 minutes and were recorded for their newest album. The words reflect the experiences of U2 trying to reach unity as well as many facets of the world trying to reach unity.
There are many interpretations of the song, but there is no doubt that the words speak (to me) of the idea that we have to learn to carry each other for the world to even begin to attempt to unify. We are all different. We are not the same. We have to care for one another in some way at some time, despite our disagreements. To you, the words may have a completely different meaning. I would be interested in your opinions.
The word carry brings to my mind 1) caring for someone who is less fortunate, 2) helping someone to learn to follow the rules in order to stay away from negative behavior, 3) taking the time to understand another person’s differing beliefs, 4) to refrain from hurting someone in any possible way, 5) to look for joy instead of sorrow for your fellow man, 6) to accept people for who they are meant to be, 7) to congratulate and celebrate as one world, one people.
Some might say: Just listen to her…”looking at the world through rose colored glasses again!”…I say…”perhaps we all should do the same”. At least for one day.. while we are carrying each other.
Lyrics to “ONE”
Is it getting better or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?
You say one love, one life, when it’s one need in the night.
One love, we get to share it
Leaves you baby if you don’t care for it.
Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.
Well, it’s too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.
We’re one, but we’re not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other…one.
Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head?
Did I ask too much, more than a lot?
You gave me nothing, now it’s all I got.
We’re one, but we’re not the same.
Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.
You say love is a temple, love a higher law.
Love is a temple, love the higher law.
You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl.
And I can’t be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.
One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should.
One life with each other: sister, brothers.
One life, but we’re not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other.
Carry Each Other.
Downtown Dallas, Texas
Just in case you are wondering…the freeways are totally confusing in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex. Oh my, I realize the freeways in LA are over-crowded and fast moving, but I don’t live there. I have been a passenger in a NYC taxi many times and I admit that I sometimes just close my eyes, but I don’t live there.
Perhaps, if I opened my eyes when in a taxi in NYC …I would SEE all of the roadway confusion and not just HEAR it. I’ve never been in a taxi in LA…being in regular cars was plenty enough for me. I am beginning to feel the same exact way in DFW, especially with all of the current construction. For months at a time this past school year, I took confusing side roads during the very busy morning drive…because freeway construction was causing traffic jams and accidents every, single day. Too many cars…no matter what the route.
The High Five Interchange, Dallas
According to the 2015 U.S. Census estimate, there were 7,102,796 people in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex. I wonder what the next census number will be with the huge amount of growth. Too many cars, too many people, too many important places to go. I have to admit that I like it that way. However, I could have stayed home and be that one less person on the roads today. No! I do live here and I want to take advantage of all that is out there. Even if the freeways are confusing.
I became so very confused with one of the fairly new interchanges today. It was one of the ones with the highest ramps…I call these fly-away zones. I think that I need an instruction manual and perhaps a video to study. Besides, it appeared that several million of the people in the census were going the same way that I was going. And they knew what to do. OK…I perhaps have exaggerated a bit, but maybe thousands were going the same way that I was going. I should have stayed home and watched the Olympics. In that case, I could have avoided the confusion of the fly-away zone!
Downtown Fort Worth, Texas
Calm Fort Worth!
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Let me be clear about this fact…I like to cook. My mother liked to cook. My grandmother liked to cook. The only difference is that they had the time and took the time to make everything just right. I appear to have no extra time and even less patience. I consider myself part of the “Microwave Manipulators Menagerie”. Don’t call me a “Baby Boomer” anymore. But…back to the cooking. I like desserts (to a fault!) . I cannot help it (sure!). I was just made this way (so untrue!). I want to make a different dessert for Thanksgiving this year. I will keep all of the buttermilk pies and the pecan pies. This will be an extra cake to go along with all of the other multitudes of desserts.
Drum rolls needed…please! I intend to attempt the best cake of all time according to the expert…me and only me. I intend to make the very complicated…
Neiman Marcus Coffee Angel Food Cake with Butter Icing Covered in Almonds!
Some cooks may consider this cake to be easy. They may even say that I have lost my mind to call it complicated. If I have to separate even one egg white, I think that the recipe is difficult. This cake has 1 1/4 cups of egg whites! Do you realize the significance of that statement? That means that the recipe calls for 10 to 12 eggs! This cake is:
I have mentioned this cake in another post. There was a time when I ordered a slice of this cake at the Neiman Marcus Mermaid Bar (described as a “whimsical cafe”) every, single time that I went shopping with my mother at the NorthPark Center in Dallas. At some point during the last few years or so, they stopped making it. I was totally crushed. I even talked to the manager about the decision. His answer was so complicated that I can’t even explain the reason.
Nevertheless…here is the complicated recipe for “the most talked about cake at Neiman Marcus”…
COFFEE ANGEL FOOD CAKE
1 1/2 cups sifted sugar
1 cup sifted cake flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 1/4 cups egg whites (10 to 12 eggs)
1 1/4 teaspoons cream of tarter
1/2 teaspoon vanilla
1 tablespoon powdered instant coffee
Butter Icing (recipe follows)
Toasted almonds, slivered or chopped (to sprinkle generously on the icing…I say…the more the better!)
Add 1/2 cup of the sugar to flour. Sift together four times. Add salt to separated egg whites and beat with flat wire whisk or rotary eggbeater (old recipe!) until foamy. Sprinkle cream of tartar over eggs and continue beating to soft-peak stage. Add the remaining cup of sugar by sprinkling 1/4 cup at a time over egg whites and blending carefully, about 20 strokes each time. Fold in flavorings.
Sift flour-sugar mixture over egg whites about 1/4 at a time and fold in lightly, about 10 strokes each time. Pour into ungreased round 10-inch tube pan. Bake at 350 degrees for 35 to 45 minutes. Remove from oven and invert pan on wire rack. Ice with Butter Icing (add a bit of powdered coffee to icing if desired). Sprinkle generously with toasted almonds.
1/2 cup butter
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 1/2 cups confectioners’ sugar, sifted
3 to 4 tablespoons milk
1 teaspoon vanilla
Directions for Icing:
Cream butter. Add salt and sugar, a small amount at a time, beating continuously. Add milk as needed, and flavoring. Beat until light and fluffy. Ice the cake and sprinkle generously with toasted almonds.
The Maple Forest Cottage
Response to Daily Prompt: Obsessed
As usual, I was in Home Depot with my husband and absolutely could not find him. This happens quite repeatedly. He becomes obsessed with the nails or hammers for the nails or the worst…obsessed with some sort of pipe fittings. The boredom overcame me and I wandered aimlessly towards the kitchen area.
I really love refrigerators and Home Depot has a LOT of refrigerators. Like the couples on Fixer Upper…I only look at stainless. I am a refrigerator snob and I blame it on HGTV. However, this was not the beginning of my most intense life interfering obsession. Not even a stainless refrigerator with Sonic ice could cause this obsession.
A picture on the cover of a magazine was the major catalyst for this particularly serious obsession. Right there in the magazine section at Home Depot, I saw my future…
THE MAPLE FOREST COTTAGE.
The blue-green roof, the gables, the expanse of large windows, the porch, the absolute charm of the Maple Forest Cottage was too much to fully comprehend. Beautiful. This was a storybook house fit for a wealthy Little Red Riding Hood or perhaps her grandmother. I grabbed up that magazine like a child at an Easter egg hunt who has spotted the golden egg. I bought the Better Homes and Gardens “Special Interest Publication” almost immediately. I found the area of Home Depot with the umbrella tables, sat down, and stared at my house on the cover of my magazine.
I spent so much time at the umbrella table that my husband had to find me. As he approached, he said “I told you that we really don’t need another umbrella table!”. I answered…”Are you kidding? What we need is this house!!”. He looked down at the magazine and just said:
I imagine that he didn’t appreciate Hansel and Gretel’s house either. You just need vision for these things. I have been working on his vision since that moment. At first, I kept the magazine in a basket next to his chair. If he put a magazine on top, I moved the Maple Forest Cottage magazine to the top again. This went on for several years, but the pages inside the magazine started turning a bit yellow. I put the magazine in a very safe place in my desk.
Fortunately, an architect named Sarah Susanka had written a book titled The Not So Big House… this wonderful book includes the Maple Forest Cottage and other unique homes. The designer for the Maple Forest Cottage is Michaela Mahady. Some of her other designs are also architectural wonders…at least, to me! Of course, I bought the The Not So Big House and placed the book on an end table at our farm. Sometimes, I move it to the coffee table. The book is still there…in a place of honor. My husband has yet to mention anything about my obsession with the magazine, book, or the house. Better to leave the subject alone, I guess.
When a person is obsessed, one cannot leave the subject alone. Since we are getting close to living at our farm, we have been talking about building a house on our land…a hill not too far away from the older farmhouse would be a good place. I personally have been talking about this for years. The Maple Forest Cottage is really too big, but the architect has a smaller version. Of course, it also looks like it is out of a wonderful nursery rhyme. Like I originally said…beautiful.
I have not caved in yet, but I did find a “not so weird” house plan that I like. Our daughter even thinks the new plan is “pretty”. I am not really looking for just “pretty”. I guess I am looking for “weird”.
I have been planning and obsessing and looking at the Maple Forest Cottage for 20 years. The magazine came out in the spring of 1996. I have decided that I will enlarge a picture of the house and have it matted and framed. It will be the first picture I hang in the not yet decided upon new house. I don’t easily forget. Obsessed!
Original Maple Forest Cottage Magazine
Response to Daily Prompt: Maybe
Maybe our political situation is just not right. The current presidential election in the United States is on the fringe of a “he said-she said-they said-we said- you said” theater production. It is not a laughing matter to me. It is an embarrassing matter to me. Maybe, just maybe he really did not say that. Maybe, just maybe she really did not say that. Maybe, just maybe I am really tired of it. And it is just August.
I counted and it is still three months away until we can vote and make a decision. Maybe, just maybe I can’t listen to all this he said/she said business anymore. There are too many critical issues to discuss to listen to intelligent people waste time with name-calling, bickering, maybe false information, maybe self-promotion, and perhaps even downright anger. I want to know what they are going to exactly do about:
1. Creating a bipartisan atmosphere in the Senate and in the House so that key decisions can be addressed and solved. I see so much questionable agreement mixed with strong disagreement. Who knows what to believe? I do not see comprehensive cohesiveness at all.
2. The state of education throughout the country. High-stakes testing is causing havoc within so many school districts. I have seen this first-hand in local situations. Teaching to a test rarely causes a student to garner long-term information and recollection of information. Are we starting to create an entire generation of children who cannot think on their own? What kind of future is that?
3. Immigration is a problematic occurrence…no matter what one side or the other says. In one small area of a nearby city, I know of countless numbers of families and/or individuals who are undocumented and are maybe/probably totally living off of the government. And…the children are receiving a free education, healthcare, reduced cost housing (in some cases), free breakfast at school, free lunch at school, and in other cases…a free place to sleep and eat when some adults are incarcerated for various offenses. Until I saw it with my own eyes, I did not understand the very real as well as disturbing situation. I honestly care for these families, but is it right to take when you do not give?
Truthfully, these issues maybe are the more minor of the huge problems that need answers. Such as the economy, the environment, the fear of terrorism, healthcare, social security. I need to know who, what, when, where, why, how. Maybe, just maybe I need to know by November.
I don’t recall being distressed with absolutely both sides in my entire adult life. I will admit that I am not really political, but I have always voted. I do not want to dedicate myself to either party. I would rather vote for the person with the best ideology, the best progress, the best vision of fairness, the best honest demeanor. I vote my heart and my heart is having a difficult time with this election.
I wonder why. It seems to me that educated, successful people could possibly find a way to be able to talk about the issues without the ever-present verbal demolition of their opponent. Maybe…I have heard enough of candidates taking the low road instead of the high road. Maybe, just maybe.
Daily Prompt: Cravings
Why do I CRAVE Buttermilk Pie? What a really ridiculous question! I dislike buttermilk intensely, but sugar mixed with buttermilk is so incredibly decadent. The other ingredients are just regular, run of the mill pie parts.
Pie parts like real butter, eggs, a little flour, vanilla and of course…a pie crust. Just six ingredients mixed together and throw it in the pie plate. There is just not another pie so easy to make, but tastes like a delicate gourmet pastry concoction. Well…maybe not gourmet, but close enough.
I had my first Buttermilk Pie when I was very young…not a toddler, but not too much older. My mother made a pie for her bridge club and left in on the counter to cool down a little bit. There was a person who cut a very odd shape piece out of the pie. Surely, it was my brother. Funny that I was the one who ate every bite. There was not enough left for the entire bridge club, so she had to hurry and make a second pie. I was not the favorite child for a few days.
I didn’t mind being in trouble because that pie was the best thing that I had ever eaten. Hooked on Buttermilk Pie…that was me. For that reason, I don’t make it very often. For our gigantic Thanksgiving celebration, I make four Buttermilk Pies. It has been said that we sometimes have so many desserts at Thanksgiving that each person gets one entire pie or cake to themselves. We won’t even talk about all the other food, since we are on a pie focus.
Sometimes we have new Thanksgiving guests who arrive with the other 45 or so other guests (the more the better!) and the new people have never heard of Buttermilk Pie. Not that I force the issue, but they leave having at least tried it. They did not have a mother and a grandmother who grew up in Nashville, Tennessee. They can’t possibly understand about the pie and Southern traditions.
Just in case you are faced with a question about why people would like pie made from buttermilk…here is the recipe:
The Buttermilk Pie
Recipe makes two pies!!
3 cups sugar
6 tablespoons flour
1 cup buttermilk
1 cup real butter
2 teaspoons vanilla
Mix all ingredients in bowl for at least three minutes or until your arm can’t take it. Pour into TWO unbaked pie crusts. Bake until firm in center. Bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes and then reduce heat to 325 degrees for 25 to 30 minutes.