Even before we married, Jim’s mother gave me a beautiful woodcut of a hot air balloon. She told me Jim was the dreamer and I was what grounded him. I like to think of myself up in the balloon working with him to make our lives and the world a better place.
Possibly because they don’t understand many of Jim’s ideas, people tend to think they’re “pie in the sky.” When I first met Jim, he said he wanted to change the world. He started implementing his ideas at home years ago (like a micro-switch for the grain bin) then learned not to re-invent the wheel. After a long talk with his mom this morning it is confirmed that I’m in the balloon and she’s the tether. No word on father or brother. I think brother will be in the balloon, father tethering to protect Mom and their smart and successful boys. They were never expected to stay on the farm, and were never forced to do so. So they both went their own ways.
I am married to one of the smartest and most honest persons on the planet. Yes, his ideas have always been on the cutting edge but his latest idea has been noticed, not that anything will come of it but it is recognition. I will take the Chautauqua of my mind and assist in taking this idea to fruition.
Yes, this is an obtuse post. There are many things going on right now and I don’t even know what I’m making for dinner. Since I brought no cookbooks with me (my security blanket) I now have a library card and now know why it took Rick Bayless 20 years to perfect a mole. I cooked corn tortillas last night and they were terrible. Luckily my chicken, onion and peppers, guacamole and other add-ins made up for my mistakes.
Dear Rick Bayless, your recipes are deceptively simple. Cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 