Belsnickel is a kind of anti-Santa Clause in some ways. I’m interested in this for a number of reasons…the least of which not being that this tradition comes from the region of Germany where my Grand Dad was born (and where I still have some family!). The traditions are still practiced in some PA Dutch communities in my beloved home of Pennsylvania.
Very interesting! Check it out HERE.
I hope you have a great holiday!
Have a great Thanksgiving.
Vegan Thanksgiving Feast culled from google image search
And of course…
Somehow I slept through a car crash that happened directly in front of my house. I have no idea what time it happened but the EMT folks are already here and gone, so i don’t know if anyone was hurt. All I know is that a beat up looking Honda with Missouri plates is crashed directly in front of my house. Odd that.
I had probably the best 4th of July ever yesterday. Why? It was truly laid back. The missus and I got to sleep in, then, be lazy and lay around for the rest of the morning. I had a fantastic time watching television. I was switching back and forth between the History Channel’s documentary on the American Revolution (which was an all-day event) and Jaws. Both of these are true 4th of July classics. I might even make the claim that Jaws is the film version of the great American novel.
At any rate, I got a nice run in during the afternoon. It was warm and pretty humid but overall very good. I find once I pass the 20-25 minute mark I start to feel quite good and the rest of the run (probably only 5 to 10 more minutes for me at this point) is really excellent. It’s a joy to do.
I’ve also noticed the interactions of the folks in my neighborhood who, for whatever reason, have noticed that I do run. Some have started to greet me/talk to me. It’s usually along the lines of “How’s it going?” or “Hey…looking good there!” However, yesterday I got one of the more awkward “Hurry up! Run faster! They’re behind you! They’re catching up!” Yeah…awkward. I try to let them know I’m laughing, or enjoying their participation, even though I’d rather not have this kind of interaction. If it has to be anything in this vein, I prefer the quasi-military “Double time!” I’ve gotten that once or twice. I did get a “Run a mile for me!” yesterday, so that was pretty good.
In the evening, it was just grilling some garden burgers, and relaxing while watching more television. Then the Missus and I played some music in preparation for our performance at the Torley Manor Folk and Blues Fest today. Great holiday.
I realized recently that this blog has been neglected. Indeed, the last time I posted anything was at the Solstice. Ugh. Now I’m posting at May Day, so it looks like I’m some neo-pagan. Hmmmm.
First of all, happy May Day to all. There’s nothing like a true PEOPLE’S HOLIDAY to make the heart flutter. Recently I’ve been taken with the notion that May Dayhas changed over the years. My own informal research shows the holiday shifting from the early Celts celebrating the Springtime via the Sun God Bel, to a “pagan” catchall for many years afterward, to the industrial era, where the celebrations shifted to working people, to the last few years where MayDay has meant workers AND immigrant rights. My favorite holiday next to the Yuletide Christmas celebrations would have to be May Day. I love Thanksgiving, because having a huge vegan T-Giving feast has become a tradition and redefining what that means is always a great time.
Since the dead of winter a lot has happened. Five months is a long time and lots has occurred. Probably the biggest thing for me is that I’ve started exercising more than I ever have. I feel like I was painted into a corner with it. My doctor told me that I needed to do more physical activities to build the good cholesterol in my body. Likewise I had to make a few dietary shifts to stave off some kind of sugar issue. Being vegan, the idea of “low-carb” is just silly to me, but I have been cutting back. I normally only rock the brown rice now, I only have 2 slices of toast at one sitting and I am down to potatoes once a week. My love of taters is epic and I could eat them every day at every meal and be happy. Likewise, toast is sublime. Cutting back has been an interesting time. It has also coincided with my wife dealing with salt issues. My cooking has been through some changes. Overall, it’s been nothing but good.
Stay tuned. The next post will be about the exercise part of the last five months.