I am a clumsy cook. Most of my friends know that. Today I outdid myself. I decided to make scrambled eggs for lunch.

The first thing I did was venture onto my porch and snip away at the herbs that I planted in the pots this spring. There was one problem. I never remember what I plant. That is why I always stick those little plastic plant names with the herbs. I should mention I am not a herb connoisseur. You might have guessed that since I can’t recognize one herb plant from another except for chives. It had been a few days since I had snipped and one of the plastic dohickeys was gone. Oh well, I snipped anyway. I snipped chives and rosemary and whatever was in the last pot.

I walked into my house and a trail of herbs fell out of my hands onto the floor. Spill one.

My next challenge was to break the eggs into the bowl. I broke the eggs into the bowl but wasn’t ready as to  where I was going to dispose of the egg shells. I had to walk across the floor to the garbage and you guessed it, I dripped egg doo on my floor. Spill two.

I made the journey to the refrigerator only to find the milk was out of date. We had been vacationing so that was not surprising. Again it goes with my clumsy cook mode in the fact I didn’t check before I started cooking. I decided to use vanilla soy milk. I poured that into my eggs and started beating with my little hand-held whisk. I am so good at the whisk and I used so much force that I whisked some of the egg right out of the bowl. Spill three.

Next I chopped up my herbs and dumped them into the bowl along with some salt and pepper. I decided to be  a little creative so I opened a jar of pickled asparagus that I bought at a local farmers market. You guessed it, the top was on tight, I used a knife to pry and the juice flew all over. Spill four.

I chopped up a few spears of the pickled asparagus into my eggs. doused them with salt and pepper and again used the whisk the mix it up. That went well until I took the whisk out of the mixture. The whisk slipped from my hand and egg peppered my stove, my microwave and my floor. Spill five.

I heated the pan with a little olive oil and proceeded to pour the mixture into the pan. I was very careful but the egg mixture had a mind of it’s own and wanted to break my spill record so it spilled outside of the pan down the sides and fried there to leave evidence of my mishaps. Spill six.

Surprisingly enough the scrambled eggs with the unknown herb, the vanilla soy milk and the pickled asparagus was pretty good. I am sure the spills added to the flavor. Or maybe the universe knew that after all of those spills my taste buds needed to soothed by something good to eat.

Sprinkled Notes isn’t about one topic. It is notes and thoughts that meander through my mind on  a day to day basis. Today my thoughts are wondering why we can’t agree to disagree without bashing the other side.

My school district is in the midst of trying to build a new school. The vote is soon. We have the Vote Yes side and the Vote No side. From what I see the Vote Yes side is acting professional, respecting others opinions and keeping it positive. On the other hand I have observed that some people on the vote no side seems to bully and bash people in their comments, on Facebook and in the community. I respect the fact that they have their opinion and feel that a new school is not needed. I don’t agree with the way they are directing their comments. When I make my decisions I usually listen to both sides if the facts are presented appropriately. People bashing and ranting is not the way to get a point across seriously. People tend to stop listening.

I can’t fault anyone for their methods when the people we are supposed to look up to and respect in our country are doing the same thing. There is a saying Children Learn What They Live. What do we learn from those in higher authority?

The politicians run their campaigns on a bully and bash technique. The dirtier the story the louder that shout it. We either turn them off or we buy into what they are selling. We don’t use rational  thought to make our decisions. We are not given factual information in the ads and we don’t look any further for the facts. Of course many times it is hard to uncover the facts under all the mish mash we are hearing.

I see the bashing of each others parties on Facebook. Some friends have a different view than I do. That is ok. What you don’t realize that for me when you are ridiculing, making fun of and ripping one parties beliefs you are also ripping, making fun of and disrespecting your friends beliefs. The way you are promoting your party doesn’t make me want to switch my opinion. What would maybe make me switch my opinion would be the facts presented respectfully not with bashing cartoons. Give me a factual reason presented to me without bashing and making fun of my beliefs.

I don’t usually comment on political things. I don’t usually comment on political postings on Facebook unless they are presented in a respectful way. I love my friends. I respect their opinions. I wish they would express them without bashing my beliefs.

Why can’t we all get along? Why do we always have to be right? Are we accomplishing anything by not taking the time to view the facts, respect the other sides opinions and perhaps get along enough that we can come to a middle ground.

Then again why should we expect anything else. We live what we see and we don’t see too much respect for each others opinions in the media. So I guess we can expect it to get worse for our grandkids. They won’t know any different.