Sometimes I have a deep thoughts, SNL’s Jack Handey-style. It’s actually kind of annoying. I’ll be in a waiting room or hanging at the carpool pickup and just start wondering, “Who am I?” I think and think and when nothing comes to mind, I get myself worked up into quite a state. It usually ends with, “I don’t know who the hell I AM! What is wrong with me?!?”
But the other day I got a fresh perspective. I was chatting with my kid’s friend (who is 10). She was telling me how this girl she knows keeps copying everything she does. And stares at her while she’s sleeping, which I admitted is kind of creepy. Anyway, I told her it sounded like this girl might really admire her and is just trying to be like her.
She thought for a second and said, “She’s not me AT ALL. I like SunChips, turquoise, watermelon, macaroons, other baked treats, and sparkles.”
BAM. Just like that, she summed herself up and was 100% sure of it.
Then I’m all, why can’t I sum myself up like that? Do I have to be all deep and profound and make everything so hard all the time?
So I decided that if someone asks me who I am, this will be my answer: cake, pie, BBC period dramas, pink, Star Trek (TNG, obvs), knitting, books, gelato, naps (with blankets), not being cold, pasta, sweat pants.
Yeah, there’s a lot of food in there, but I like food. And I won’t apologize for it! Woo hoo!
Out of the mouths of babes…