Yeah, totally weird. I checked my calendar and suddenly all that was on it was small stuff. Well, if you consider 27 injections of Bolulinum Toxin type A in my head and neck small stuff. I consider that smaller than a field trip during nap time. Ugh, now THAT'S a nightmare, especially if special food, epinephrine, and childcare is involved. But no more! For glorious summer is here, and this summer is totally new, the newest summer of all since I had a new baby named Emily almost 6 years ago.
Geeze, we could get up and go to Whole Foods in the morning and be back by nap time, any day of the week. Instead of cramming everyone into the car by 7:55AM, I may be able to locate Teff Flour and attempt tortillas, education be damned! What the crap is a Teff?!? It's starting to become clear to me, the possibilities. I WILL get massages more regularly. Promise. We may yet move past the 'just survival' phase of food and migraines. And believe you me, I am counting the days until my Mom is on summer break.
I am such a dreamer. I always dream so big, and tend not to be too crushed when most of what I dream of doesn't exactly happen, because I am perfectly aware of the fact that I dream huge. I like anticipation, the maybe. I like to wonder and imagine possibilities. And since no one (important to me anyway) has ever been in the business of telling me that my ideas suck, they just keep coming. So MAYBE this will be the breakout summer of food beyond weird and healthy. MAYBE I'll figure out how to really work the internets and start a Nut, Gluten, and Corn-Free food blog. MAYBE I'll figure out my &^$#%^* bread machine, and we will feast on safe bread. MAYBE I'll get addicted to Pinterest. Just kidding. I keep trying, but my chromosomes are apparently defective somehow. ;) MAYBE the girls will take a dance class. MAYBE I'll play some music. (maybe the poor dog will get walked.) At the very least, I'd like to go see the Avengers again. You gotta start somewhere!
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