eatthefrostingfirst

 Goodbye 2020. I feel pretty confident in saying no one will really miss you.  I know I wont. I lost my dog and my Mom in 2020. I lost my patience, sanity, ability to see 20 feet in front of me without glasses, freedom to hug my friends and my right to take 3 hours in Target if I want. Our kids lost out on senior years, freshman years, sports, theatre, band, lunch in cafeterias and the ability to walk around aimlessly during free periods.  And no one could get off the phone by saying "I gotta go" because where the hell were we going? Yes. I'm pretty confident no one will be longing for 2020 in years to come. OR WILL WE? Will we be missing out on the having all the time in the world to watch movies with our kids and catch up with people on the phone (or zoom)?  I mean, our basements, attics, playrooms and pantry closets have never looked cleaner. We have baked, cooked, crafted, knitted, walked, meditated and have made Peloton a household name.  We have had more w...

I typed my college applications on a typewriter. I used white out if I screwed up. I barely had any extra curricular activities and if I did, they were not application worthy. I was not athletic, artistic, musical or a great student. I did shitty on my SAT's. Yet; I got into colleges. Plural. None were my first choice but; I got in. I did know what I wanted to major in at the age of 17, however, I changed that a year into school. I survived all this and lived to blog about it. I have a sophomore and a junior in HS. Oldest is starting to explore schools and you know what I'm learning? We aren't in 1986 anymore. SAT vs ACT. Subject Tests. AP classes. Volunteering. Extra curricular activities (and not just one or two) Essays. And more essays. Excel. Excel. EXCEL. I hope you started your own non profit or invented something STEM like (another word we didn't use in the 80's.) (Or at least I didn't). (Although if I'm being honest, if it wasn't about talking on...

Sat in the produce section for 5 minutes trying to open a plastic bag to put the broccoli in. Woman came up next to me, grabbed a plastic bag and just as I was about to crack a joke about how impossible it is to open these things- her apples are in the bag and she’s already moved on to onions. Embarrassed that I couldn’t open the bag, I figured it must be said bag; so I grabbed another. And guess what? It wasn’t said bag. It was my inability to open the bag. And this I blame on covid- obviously ! Because pre covid- I would lick my finger and put it on the bag to help open it. But I’m in a mask. And I’m not about to put my hands in my mouth before washing them (which when I think about it- it’s gross that I did this pre- covid but whatever. I survived ) So I take out my trusty spray hand sanitizer (thanks Trader Joe’s) and spray my hands and Voila! My hands are sticky enough to open the bag! Take that onion apple lady.

 Things I’m realizing.. I really want to lose weight but my desire to eat food overpowers this.  Sweet snacks are better frozen.  Especially nestles chocolate chips. Which may be the reason I can’t lose weight . 2020 has come full circle. I’m back to puzzles. And banana breads. And arranging the Tupperware drawer. (But not in one day because then I’d be out of things to do the following day. ) Has anyone tried the ketchup puzzle? Who knew coming up with a peloton name would be so stressful? My 65(plus) lb dog thinks she’s a lap dog.  I’m a bit over all this family bonding time.  I’m not feeling very auld lang syne like this year  But I’m all for taking the cup o’ kindness. Bring on 2022. Yea- that’s not a typo