If you haven’t heard of Zach Sobiech or seen this video, it’s 22 minutes well spent. I saw this a while back, but it’s a good reminder for everyday life. It’s uplifting and always a challenging reminder to live each day to the fullest.
Zach is from Minnesota. He died on May 20 at age 18 after battling osteosarcoma for four years. His song, “Clouds,” was written as a happy goodbye to his friends and family and has become popular in recent months.
After you watch the video above, click here to watch the celebrity version of “Clouds.”
A few weeks ago, Pete’s mom came to visit. I decided to use the opportunity to spend a little time in the kitchen for 3 reasons: 1 – She makes great meals for us when we visit MN; 2 – I needed to crack open a couple of recipe books; and 3 – I’ve been failing at my New Year’s resolution to try a new recipe each week.
Here’s what I made while she was here:
Stuffed avocados and tortilla chips
Curry chicken, jasmine rice and asparagus
Potato pancakes and salad with toasted almonds and mandarin oranges
Stuffed peppers (took this one to Bible study)
A huge breakfast, which rarely happens
Butternut squash soup and rolls
Yogurt and fruit parfaits
More news on my new eating and cooking goals to come!
This past week, I altered my glue stick at work. The glue stick makers decided to spell it wrong — “Glue Stic” — which really bugged me, so I took out a Sharpie and modified it. See my before and after picture below.
Other product and business names get on my nerves, too, with words like
and anything with “kidz” or “moovies” in it
Spelling it wrong doesn’t make you say it differently or change the meaning, so there’s really no point.
I’m also amazed at how many misspellings there are on things that should be professional, like menus, billboards and even books. For the longest time, there was a billboard along a main highway near us that said “NO COMMITTMENT” in really big letters as advertising for a local gym. I wondered if I’d get a free membership if I told them that “commitment” has two T’s total, not three.
I’m always pointing these things out to Pete, and I hate when I discover that I’m the one who’s made the spelling error. Even if it’s in a text or Facebook post. If I don’t correct it, it bothers me.
OK, now that I sound like a tightwad, I’m signing off.