Spoiled
I've been spoiled by Roxy the last couple of days. Yesterday she made me this beautiful salad with organic raw pumpkin seeds sprinkled on top followed by gnocchi and an amazing tomato sauce. No meal is complete without dessert, well that is my philosophy at least. I got us some Red Velvet cupcakes from Trader Joe's, those are my new faves. I wish I could send a box or two of them to all my cupcake lover friends.
The we watched a move followed by some random TV.....and we (meaning Roxy, me and Chhaya) fell asleep in the super comfortable recliner chairs. Watching a movie at Roxy's house is like having your own private screening at a theater, I feel spoiled.
Speaking of TV and movies. Over Christmas I watched about 5 episodes of that much talked about documentary, Making Of A Murderer and the I decided I just had enough. Bleh. I don't see what the big deal is. There are people out there that have been executed for crimes they did not commit. I have no opinion about whether the people portrayed in said documentary are guilty or not. It is sad, scary, upsetting and unfair in general that people don't get treated fairly and that money can buy one person freedom and the lack of money can take away another persons freedom. It's so much easier to have wealth if you are born into it. Obviously. No life is not fair. But the sun is shining here today and I am taking Chhaya for a nice walk in a bit. Maybe another movie tonight in a red recliner chair while covered up by a soft blanket. A candle flickering in the background.
Oh, I also wanted to say I had some sort of a night terror a few weeks ago, not sure what other term I should use to describe it. I screamed in my sleep, like a terrified scream deep from my soul. I was not having a nightmare, not that I can remember. It was me, the myself expressing the trauma and hurt that I have been going through lately. I woke up both times from the sound of the scream, sweaty and somewhat confused.
The we watched a move followed by some random TV.....and we (meaning Roxy, me and Chhaya) fell asleep in the super comfortable recliner chairs. Watching a movie at Roxy's house is like having your own private screening at a theater, I feel spoiled.
Speaking of TV and movies. Over Christmas I watched about 5 episodes of that much talked about documentary, Making Of A Murderer and the I decided I just had enough. Bleh. I don't see what the big deal is. There are people out there that have been executed for crimes they did not commit. I have no opinion about whether the people portrayed in said documentary are guilty or not. It is sad, scary, upsetting and unfair in general that people don't get treated fairly and that money can buy one person freedom and the lack of money can take away another persons freedom. It's so much easier to have wealth if you are born into it. Obviously. No life is not fair. But the sun is shining here today and I am taking Chhaya for a nice walk in a bit. Maybe another movie tonight in a red recliner chair while covered up by a soft blanket. A candle flickering in the background.
Oh, I also wanted to say I had some sort of a night terror a few weeks ago, not sure what other term I should use to describe it. I screamed in my sleep, like a terrified scream deep from my soul. I was not having a nightmare, not that I can remember. It was me, the myself expressing the trauma and hurt that I have been going through lately. I woke up both times from the sound of the scream, sweaty and somewhat confused.
