It’s pretty much inevitable. If I have too much time on my hands, I will take to the streets and foment revolution. Law enforcement frowns on revolutionary acts. My neighbors wouldn’t like it; you should see their tidy lawns and beautiful gardens.
What to do? Fill my time with worthy activities, of course. This was easy when I worked and help my kids grow up. Then I retired and my children moved out. Suddenly, entire days freed up. I came so close to rushing out the front door, provocative banner in hand, ready to stir up things.
But I got hungry. And I wanted something different to eat. So threw myself into looking up exotic meals, putting together recipes, and cooking and publishing them. I also developed more aches and pains. Many of these necessitated seeing a doctor. However, you can never really count on your body parts declaring war on you. The day the only thing keeping you from torching parked cars, will be the day your body will feel fine.
So I needed another deversion, another hobby. I am now making my own specialty soaps. Most soaps will be for me, with the rest given away, I have once again filled my with productive things to do.
Our republic is once more secure from unrest.
My first homemade soaps. These are Lemon, Poppy Seed, Goat’s Milk
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
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Oh … I was about to say they look delicious.
I like Paul’s Awesome English Dictionary.
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