I’m a stay at home mom. I use cloth diapers. I like doing laundry, and I do a lot of it. I also enjoy cooking. The other day, I made this AMAZING taco salad: taco bowls, lettuce, corn, tomatoes, green onions–and then it got exciting. Chili and nacho cheese and ranch dressing poured on top. Nacho cheese is the key to good taco salad. My high school lunch ladies made it that way, and there was always big lines on taco salad day.
Sometimes I get lonely. Yesterday, I was lonely. I was lonely because I watched a parade–it was for the local high school, because it’s homecoming week, and they had all these groups on trucks: football team, soccer team, golf team, student body officers, and, strangely, a bunch of people into ceramic pottery. And the cross-country team ran back and forth on the short parade route. It made me remember what high school is all about: being a part of something. A part of a club, a sports team, a social group, etc. There are all these people, everywhere. And that’s in stark contrast to my life. I see two people on a regular basis: MM and Dillon.
But I don’t feel lonely today. I feel pretty good about life. I went and talked to some guys at the camera store about buying a camera–yeah, I’m not spending $1,000.00 right now, but I can dream, can’t I? MM spit up on the camera store’s floor.
Sometimes I hope I never work again. I feel happiness here. Not that it isn’t difficult sometimes. Not that I don’t get bored on occasion. But I watch random classes from iTunes U, I blog, I write, I draw, I walk, I read, I quilt, I crochet, I cook, I clean, I play the piano, I work on my family history.
And at the center of everything is this beautiful girl who is really good at getting everything wet. That’s what makes me happy. The girl. Not the wetness.