Today I share just a few of the observations I've had in the last week...
If one donates blood and is advised not to engage in heavy exercise for at least five hours, heading off to a yoga class a mere 90 minutes later will prove the wisdom in aforementioned advice. It will prove it quite effectively, thank you very much, enough that you may still feel the lesson the next day.
I made Greek Avgolemono soup and Turkish red lentil soup on the same day. I ate a bowl of each on purpose. The nerdy history geek part of me that also engages the bizarre imagination had fun envisioning an epic battle in my digestive system.
Is there anyone out there who feels completely at ease if they wind up in traffic behind a giant car carrier? Personally, I always have visions of an SUV breaking loose and flattening me.
Even though children may reach the ages of 19 & 17 they will still fight over who gets to put the star on top of the Christmas tree, even if one of them doesn't want to do anything else to decorate.
I am the mom who has had sex ed. conversations at the dinner table since the kids were quite young. It sometimes causes a bit of dyspepsia in Mr. Lime. I have discovered when the topic of bloody stools comes up at dinner, even if it's only theoretical, that is my personal limit.
Who decided potted flowers with a nice wrap on the pot were not pretty enough and thus needed both spray on dye AND glitter applied to the actual flowers? It's official. We've gone completely nuts as a culture if even live, healthy flowers in full bloom aren't sufficiently lovely and need cosmetic enhancement.