Obsessions

The heat wave has broken, and the cool sweet breezes are flowing through the forest. My windows are all open, heavenly.

I am not a person with an “addictive personality”. Heaven knows I have tried! I tried to partake of a daily alcoholic drink, reckoning it would help me relax, but I only kept it up for a few days before forgetting to do it. I tried to smoke cigarettes, bought a pack which lasted several years, and ended up throwing it out. I just can’t seem to manage hanging on to an addiction.

Nor can I sustain an obsession, with a few notable exceptions, like loving my kids no matter what. Heaven knows I try to develop long-term obsessions, but alas, it isn’t in me to do it. I do enjoy short-term, intense obsessions though. That is my lot in life, the short-term obsession.

Yesterday I initiated an obsession, which I am enjoying to the hilt, because I know it will soon fade away. We recently bumped into a sale on blueberries, and so bought several pints. Attila does not like raw blueberries. I love them. Yesterday I wanted to eat them for breakfast, but I also wanted to eat my daily breakfast oatmeal. I didn’t like the idea of hot oatmeal during a heat wave, nor the idea of fresh blueberries on hot cereal. I began my search for ideas on how to have my blueberries, and my oatmeal too.

What I came up with was a no-cook recipe for oatmeal squares, which I imagined I could eat with a bowel of fresh blueberries. That is not how it turned out though.

I used our special peanut butter, with no sugar, added oils, just peanuts. It is great peanut butter, made right here in Ontario, Paris, Ontario, at Nuts To You. It is not as oily as the commercial peanut butter, so my results did not yield squares, but a crumble mixture. So I washed my blueberries, put them in a bowel, topped them with peanut butter oatmeal crumble, poured myself a big glass of milk on the side, and sat down to a hearty breakfast.

I had this combo for breakfast yesterday. I had this combo for lunch yesterday. I had this combo for a bedtime snack yesterday. I had this combo for breakfast this morning. Right now I am not interested in eating anything else. The combo is my mini-obsession. When the blueberries are gone, the obsession goes with them. But for now, I am enjoying my self indulgence.

The telephone rang once this morning. One ring.

“Stop rattling my cage,” I think.

I realized, as I headed for the phone, that I don’t welcome it’s call. Why? There is seldom a familiar voice at the other end of it, and right now the only friendly voice that calls comes from the realtor’s office, setting up another tire-kicker’s adventure. This is particularly disappointing, because I want it to be the realtor calling with news that someone wants to buy the house.

I need to try and forget that the telephone exists!

Worldly Distractions

Weather

24°C
Date: 10:00 AM EDT Thursday 30 July 2015
Condition: Sunny
Pressure: 100.9 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 24.4°C
Dewpoint: 15.8°C
Humidity: 58%
Wind: W 13 km/h
Humidex: 29

Quote

“Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself.”
Lois McMaster Bujold

9 Comments

  1. TopsyTurvy (Teri)

    Pssst! Maggie, you’re not having bowels (sic) of blueberries. 😉 Now I’ll go back and read for content. 😉

    I can’t get addicted to alcohol, either. Lucky us! But when we go on our cruise you can be sure that I will be having a tasty cocktail of differing kinds once a day. I love trying new flavors!

    Speaking of cruises, one of my very favorite breakfasts on our cruises is Muesli. No, not the cereal you find in the stores, I believe it’s full name is Bircher Muesli. It’s a combination of oatmeal, yogurt, fruit and nuts. I think they often leave it overnight but you don’t have to. The oatmeal actually does soften within a few minutes. Here’s a recipe, though I just throw things in as I find them, myself.

    http://mylittlegourmet.com/breakfast/bircher-muesli/

    I’ve made peach crumbles with extra crumble topping. I’ve taken after DH and now put milk on it and warm it up for breakfast, when I make it. Of course, you can use other fruits, too.

    I LOVE blueberry syrup. Use to put it on pancakes instead of maple syrup when I was younger, though I’m not so sure they have it in Canada. But I use to be able to buy it in the US.

  2. TopsyTurvy (Teri)

    Hmmmm. Maybe this is a really good example of my comment on FB that due to a lack of emotional markers in writing that people sometimes infer negativity? Just for the record, I was in a good, playful mood when I wrote my comment above and there is zero mean-spiritedness in my comments.

    Thinking back, I guess I thought we could play like that. Guess I was wrong. 🙁

  3. Joan, I picked wild blueberries with my Granny and Grandpa, my Mom, my Aunts, and with Attila. They grow here in rocky areas, climbing is required, so I don’t think I will be out there gathering wild blueberries again, my knee is just too wonky. Still, you can grow them in the garden, and there are pick your own farms, on flat terrain, so I am in business!

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