What do you Dream about

This week as my students at school watched a movie the main character told a true story of a long jumper for the olympics that on his boat ride over to the event. Sat the whole trip looking at a line on the deck that was two inches farther than the world series. The athlete never practiced on the trip just sat and focused on the rope. When he competed at the Olympics he broke the world record.

I had heard this story more than once in my life. It got me thinking; what do you dream about?

We used to laugh at my husband's grandpa when we came in for a snack or dinner. He was bedridden at the time and we could hear him in the living room yelling at the cattle, or cussing the tractor. He dreamed what he did all his life. He dreamed about the farm, its animals and the crops.

What do I dream about? I mean not only when I am sleeping but even when I catch myself daydreaming. Do I dream about my passions. My husband laughs at me because sometimes I give test in my sleep, or teach a lesson in my sleep. When I wake up in the morning I am tired but I still go and teach art.

Then I started noticing that I do not dream about painting. Is this because I don't have the passion or the drive? Maybe I don't have the focus. Maybe I am still learning. My goal is to paint more and I try to work toward that each day.

What Do You Dream About? What drives you?

Cooking on the Open Fire

A few weeks ago my brother and sister-in-law cooked lunch over an open fire pit. They were practicing for a cowboy cookout competition. I was glad to be a taste tester because their cooking was great.

I learned something about cowboy cooking

1. I am glad that today I have a stove. It took a long time to get coals started and add the ingredients. Yes they tasted great but daily I would get nothing done but 2 miles on a fire

2. In Oklahoma summer cooking would have killed me. The hot sun and then to stand next to a blazing fire is not an idea of romantic western life

3. Biscuits can burn easily and need lots of TLC. Brother worked hard at getting his biscuits to keep warm coals under them and then warm coals on top. He was turning them  a few times and rotating the lid to cook them evenly. In my electric stove I dump them in and go load the washing machine.

Do you have any other thoughts to cooking out doors. It was great food and an even better cobbler. I am glad I can throw something in the oven and get other things done while it cooks without worrying my fire is going out.