MOM, DON’T FORGET WHAT FOOD YOU LIKE
I know it is easy to think that dinner only consists of dino nuggets and goldfish.
Tonight’s dinner was hamburgers off the grill. Hubby and my son love this but I can’t say I have found an at home burger option that I love. It is hard to compete when I live just miles away from an In N Out.
So yesterday as I was thinking through dinner and buying the hamburger buns at the store. The buns reminded me of sloppy joes. Oh the memory of this childhood favorite. I decided while the boys ate burgers I would make sloppy joes for just little ole me. Some nights I struggle to even think of making one dinner so the thought of making 2 different dinners so I can enjoy a favorite is often not a priority. But ahhhhh tonight there would be sloppy joes. Hubby would handle all the burger needs so I would not be making 2 dinners.
Mmm…. (imagine Homer Simpson eyes closed, head tilted back and drooling)… sloppy joes. I could tell how these brought joy since I was doing a little jig with a made-up song I was humming. Then when I realized I could add onion and green pepper to it because just I was eating it- that made me dance too. I thought how simple and easy it would be to add this level of joy to my life more often. Food is definitely one of my top love languages. And then if you prepare that food for me and deliver purchased food for me- you have won me over.
Earlier today I decided to take a spontaneous work after work to enjoy the sunset as a way to care for myself. Then to be eating a dinner I love, man I was on a roll of nurturing this hard working mama who deserves to be cared for. After dinner I had a few minutes to sit down and write (write 100 words is a goal I strive for as many days as possible). I am often inspired to write by the solitude of walking. This pursuit of a goal was yet another win for caring for myself. It is 9:21p.m as I type this and my eyelids are feeling heavy. I am retiring early as yet another way to honor the needs of my body which is saying, “You have put in a long day of hard work. You got up 15 hours ago. It is time to sleep”.