Today I was going to write about how last night at Activity Days we cooked a healthy meal for two YSA girls in our ward (because “college students don’t have time to be healthy,” said my girls). I was going to tell you how my sugared-up-on-Halloween-candy girls were wild and giggly and silly and fun. I was going to tell you about the fabulous job they did whipping up spaghetti with vegetable marinara sauce, sliced fruit, spinach salad, and whole wheat rolls. And I was going to tell you about the facts they taught with child-like simplicity to the YSAs about why this meal was nutritious (their answer: “Because it’s healthy”)…
And then I was going to tell you that whoever it was who told me that moving to a humid climate would make me want to throw all my lotion into the trash with reckless abandon wasn’t remembering that winters in a humid climate make skin like mine look (and feel) more like the Mojave desert than a Brazillian rainforest…
And then I was also thinking about telling you that my poor husband Blake hasn’t been feeling well lately, so today after work I’m going to buy him some vitamin C and something for his throat. And, heck, while I’m out there, I’ll do my grocery shopping as well so I can come home and make him some hearty stroganoff and juice so maybe he’ll feel better soon…
And I was also going to remind you that The Office is on tonight and that you should all watch because, even though they sometimes have to dish out the reruns (ahem…last week…), it’s still a hilarious show and hilarity deserves support…
But then I thought that maybe you’d heard all this already, so I changed my mind and decided not to tell you, because no one likes to hear about the mundane twice. Sorry guys.
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