Last Saturday, I cooked. I took photos. I was going to show you what I’ve done this week – my successes and failures.
I was so jazzed!
And then I came down with a bad cold yesterday – the worst I’ve had in years.
I keep coming down to my computer, trying to work myself up to post the recipes I made. “You can do it,” I tell myself. “You’ll be happy once you do. Go! Go! Go!”
But my nose is running like the creek behind my Grandpa’s shed. My head is as stuffed as the Revere Ware lids I have jammed into a drawer. My chest is as tight as the nylons I used to be able to wear before I gained the last ten pounds. My eyes are tearing up as if they want to help me cry in a bucket, in the same way I wanted to cry when I drove into a bush and scratched the side of our Toyota mini van.
I’m going to surrender to it.
I’m going to climb into my bed with a heating pad and watch all of the movies I’ve got piled up on my DVR. I’m going to look pathetic, so that my family will bring me ice water with lemon and Popsicles. I’m going to moan and groan and feel properly sorry for myself.
And then, once the cold is gone, I’m going to come out here and post the following things:
1. The Great Banana Bread Extravaganza. Last weekend, I baked three banana bread recipes in a row. Two of them were my aunt’s recipes and one of them was the recipe for the banana bread I sent to Gary on his mission. (Now, that’s a story for you. I’ll tell it to you when I write the post.) I made the members of my family taste all three breads without telling them which was which and they all voted for the same one.
Which recipe won?
You’ll have to stay tuned to find out.
2. 7-Up Jello with pineapple cream topping. Delish. It’s my favorite Jello salads.
3. Blonde Brownies with chocolate chips. Even though I made a mistake when I baked these (which I will tell you about), my family snarfed them down so quickly that I didn’t get a chance to get my share. Bummer.
I also have it in mind to finally fix the hem of one of my favorite skirts. It’s currently draped across a chair in my bedroom as a reminder that I want to fix it before winter’s over. It’s been there for two months now and it’s getting pretty wrinkled, because Gary keeps sitting on it. I’m going to show you how I fix said skirt, because it seems that my little clothing repair posts are quite popular.
You guys are AWESOME!
Your amazing support of my declaration that I need to be real as I write my blog posts in the 7 Reasons Not to Overly Organize Your Home essay has re-kindled my enthusiasm for this blog. My plan is to show you what I’m doing as I sort-of keep my home going and if one of my idea fails – because I did it wrong or because it was just a bad idea – I’m going to go ahead and post the failure and tell you what to do so that it will turn out better for you than it did for me.
It will be so tempting not to show you my failures. But I’m going to do my best to be brave and post what really happened, because sometimes, we learn more from seeing what other people did wrong than from thinking that they never make mistakes.
Hopefully, I’ll have more successes than failures, but if I don’t… you’ll hear about it.
It will be weird. It will be strange. But it will be my real life.
So tell me… has anybody got a home remedy that will help me feel better? The over-the-counter medicines I’ve been taking aren’t helping much.