super-yum

I made the BEST dinner the other night.

This is true!

Even the girls at home told me - this is the best pizza ever. It's a deluxe veggie pizza - in place of pizza sauce I covered the homemade dough with basil pesto. Then I sprinkled a bit of grated cheese (not much - trying to avoid dairy). I topped it with artichoke hearts, olives, diced tomatoes & mushrooms. It was magnificent! Next time I'm going to add garlic and scallions - thinking about also putting on some sliced hearts of palm. What I love about this, besides the taste and nutrition: It takes so little time! From start of mixing the dough to sitting at the table eating: 20 minutes!

Dough Recipe:

mix 1 pkg yeast with 1 Tablespoon sugar & 1 cup warm water

Let sit 5 minutes

Mix in 1 tsp salt, 2 Tblsp olive oil, 2 1/2 c flour.

Spread onto pie plate, then layer toppings. Bake at 350 for about 15 minutes.

A Day of Sunshine

Update on my weekly memorizing: I did it! I now have behind me Thanatopsis, Invictus, As A Man Thinketh opening.

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This week I'll memorize Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's very happy poem: A Day of Sunshine. If this doesn't make you smile, I don't know what will. It goes like this:

O gift of God! O perfect day: Whereon shall no man work, but play; Whereon it is enough for me, Not to be doing, but to be! Through every fibre of my brain, Through every nerve, through every vein, I feel the electric thrill, the touch Of life, that seems almost too much. I hear the wind among the trees Playing celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument. And over me unrolls on high The splendid scenery of the sky, Where though a sapphire sea the sun Sails like a golden galleon, Towards yonder cloud-land in the West, Towards yonder Islands of the Blest, Whose steep sierra far uplifts Its craggy summits white with drifts. Blow, winds! and waft through all the rooms The snow-flakes of the cherry-blooms! Blow, winds! and bend within my reach The fiery blossoms of the peach! O Life and Love! O happy throng Of thoughts, whose only speech is song! O heart of man! canst thou not be Blithe as the air is, and as free? Here's wishing you all a day of sunshine! oxoxox