Opening Day, Holy Shit Time flies, and a Recipe for Lentil Bolognese

Today was Opening Day. Baseball is back. I made Chicago Style Hotdogs. Vegan for me, Nathans for Jaimie and my dad.

I can’t believe it’s baseball season again. Does anyone else feel time moving at warp speed? I’ve always known that Time moves quickly, but the past year or so has gone so fast I can’t seem to get a hold on it. I mean, next week is April, and I still feel the urge to tell people happy New Year for 2017.

Time is going so quickly it’s starting to defy the laws of nature. For example, my Nephew about to turn seven months, and he was born last weekend. My radiation tech asked me what I was doing this weekend and I said, “Blinking my eyes and watching it be over.”

And I don’t even have kids! I can’t even imagine what having children does to one’s perception of time. The mind fuck it must be to watch your daughter graduate from Kindergarten in the morning, and that night get ready for prom?! No wonder Moms are out there pounding bottles of chard. Just crying into their bottles of Beringer, “Make it all stop!!!”

I know my relationship with time has changed. The point of all the medical procedures I’ve been doing for the past two years is to add more time to the back end. But even if I add thirty years, they’re still going to be over before I know it. It’s like standing in a giant wind tunnel watching days and weeks and months blow by me. I try and appreciate each day, but still, that doesn’t make it go any slower.

These thoughts were running through my head last night at around 9pm. Jaimie had worked a 10 hour day at the preschool, so she was understandably passed out on the couch. So instead of going to be, I got in my car and drove downtown. I sat by the river and watched the water flow down stream, and then cascade over the fall. Then I turn my head and watch it flow again. I did that for about forty-five minutes before I realized I was being super emo and walked back to my car. When I got home I ate a bunch of carbs and started to feel less pensive. The carbs were good. It was this Lentil Bolognese I had made the night before.

I’m not attempting to answer any questions with this blog. I don’t think there are any for this particular question. But I do know that going downtown at 9pm made me feel better. So this Friday morning, as I face a weekend that is basically already over, I think I’m just going to say yes to things. There is no reason to put anything off. Ever. Life is going to blow by no matter what. Might as well have fun while its blowing.

Oh, and here’s the recipe for the Lentil Bolognese:

Grab a pot. Actually, grab two.

Olive in one, a bunch of water in the other.

Sauté some onions and garlic. Side bar, onions and garlic are apparently super cancer fighting foods. Just FYI.

Add diced mushrooms and carrots. Why carrots? Because this is vegan and our options are limited.

Once those are cooked add a jar of marinara sauce. Or you can make your own if you think you’re better than the rest of us. Add about a cup or so of veggie stock. Stir it all together.

Now I added about 2 cups of lentils. When I make this again, I’ll probably do a cup and a half. I then added Italians seasoning and some onion powder and cooked for about 30 minutes. Or until the lentils were tender.

I’m not telling you how to cook pasta.

It was super good! Happy Friday!