Brighton just called me and asked what you do with flax seed meal. She had seen it on Oprah and ran out and bought some. Before I could answer I had to regain consciousness, having passed out from the shock.
Brighton, the woman who bought packaged lunch meats BECAUSE they have more preservatives, the woman who relentlessly mocked me for considering rice and beans a meal, the woman who has never heard of half the stuff in my pantry, just bought flax seed meal. I told her what she could do with it - and by that I mean sprinkling it on stuff and adding it to other stuff, not, you know, something else.
And all I can say is, if Oprah can get Brighton to eat flax seed meal, why are we not using her on some super secret diplomatic mission?
Another thing someone recently spotted on Oprah was a bit about how we should all do at least one fun thing every day. I could not agree more. I am the one who's brought you several posts on bumper boats, after all. And so you might say "oh sure, YOU can do fun things every day. YOU have small kids."
And if you just said that, I hope you followed it up with "good heavens, I can't believe I just said that." Because quite honestly, people who have small kids are maybe not having so much fun. They are holding on to a scrap of sanity and keeping their eye on the prize (bedtime).
What I think is interesting is how easy it is to figure someone else has it easier. I do this to my mom all the time. She'll mention that I'd maybe like to do something that she herself doesn't have time for and I respond with "What? YOU ARE RETIRED."
It's true, most of the fun things I do are with my kids: bumper boats, plays, pool parties. Strike that last one. At pool parties I spend the entire time making sure they're not drowning and I get home, wonder why I'm starving and think oh right, forgot to eat. or breathe. or chat with another human being.
So I do some fun things and some not fun things and I never really know which it is I'm doing until about midway through and I realize it is fun (or not. Really, really not). Which I guess means I should plan on doing a whole bunch of things during the course of the day, just to be on the safe side.
Which brings me to my latest life mission. The other day when I was feeling reasonably on top of the world a total stranger looked at me and said "wow, you look beat." And I whacked him with my handbag. Seriously, who says something like that?
But I think it was exactly what I needed to hear. I think sometimes I feel like I'm expected to look tired. And so I do. I get this aura of "don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I'll just carry these 75 pounds of groceries myself" when really I'm just bringing in the milk. What's with that? There's this cultural thing that makes us feel like we're not contributing enough if we're not completely wrecked at the end of the day. So if we feel like we're contributing, we must be wrecked. Right?
And I kind of think that this having fun thing may somehow be involved. If I intentionally do something fun, it will give my day some perspective. It will make it less workey.
Any suggestions? Because right now I'm a little wrecked.