Last day of 2016; it finally got here.
I can hear Ella Fitzgerald singing What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? Well, to answer that, not a whole lot!
A morning of pampering myself, going to the hardware store, and then out to my house to discuss options with the gentleman refinishing 115 year old pine floors.
Took an informal poll on Facebook to see what others were having tomorrow for their New Year’s day dinner. Black eyed peas and cornbread was on everyone’s menu. The meat portion varied a bit, common theme being some dish of pork. Two Boston butts showed up in the running, however. Potato salad also appeared to make the list. I don’t think of potato salad during the cooler months – always think of it for the 4th of July. To round out everyone’s menu tomorrow, the choice green is cabbage.
My pampering started with making up a batch of my head to toe body scrub. Equal parts coconut oil and baking soda, a little sugar and lemon zest.
I am also putting a rinse on my hair. My prerogative. Am I vain? Maybe a little. But aren’t we all about something? Perfectly clean house, in the perfect neighborhood. The perfect SUV, parked in the garage of that perfect house, in the perfect neighborhood. Ooh, I guess I’m judging now, but let’s face it, some of you judged me because I color my hair. I forgive you.
Which is something I have learned to do this last year. Forgiving the one or ones who hurt you and do you dirt, is for your benefit more than it is theirs. It is my duty as a Christian to forgive, but here’s something to chew on along with your New Year’s dinner: it’s not my ‘right’ to be forgiven. Think about it for a while. I know people who throw out scripture about forgiveness and judging others, but they never change, making it really hard to forgive. Forgiveness isn’t a one-and-done. We’re all human and ain’t nobody perfect, so we must go back to the well of human kindness and pull up another bucket of forgiveness. Even if they have never asked, do forgive them anyway and then give them to God.
What’s on our menu tomorrow? Pork chops (Mama’s request), cabbage, black eyed peas, skillet cornbread, and stewed down apples.
Happy New Year!
Blessings from the Exile’s Kitchen.