When you flip anything, you really… you just have to have the courage of your convictions. – Julia Child

That’s how I feel right now.  Like…like I’m trying to flip three omelettes at the same time, and they’re all up in the air, and I’m trying to catch them in my pans but HOLY COW I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH HANDS!

Did you see Julie & Julia?  I like that movie.  I like the part where Julia flips the omelette and totally misses the pan on half of it, scoops it in and squishes it back together.  Then she says that no matter what happens in the kitchen, never apologize.

So.

Summarize.

I have three omelettes in the air right now (not real omelettes, guys, this is a metaphor; gosh) and I’m all anxious and nervous because I don’t want to drop one and wreck it!  Because I am a perfectionist in my kitchen!  And other areas of my life!  And I want everything to be just so!  So that my life looks like something Martha Stewart would endorse!

But I’m working on that; this last year has really started to break me of the “my life has to at least LOOK perfect” thing I’ve had going.  And you know what?  Sometimes we have people over for dinner and I serve them something that didn’t take me three hours to prepare.  Or – even worse! – we had Luke & Becca over for lunch on Sunday and I thawed chili from my freezer.  (And I believe we had a delightful time doing so!)

A year and a half ago, that would not have been me, y’all.  No way.

Anyways.  I’ve flipped my three omelettes and I’ve done so with all of the courage of my convictions.

Jibbly  jibbly jibbly.

So while I wait for the omelettes to land (or not land?) in my pans, I feel like I just better keep my mouth shut lest I say something that I’ll wind up having to apologize for.  And Julia said to never apologize for what happens in the kitchen.

That’s another reason why this blog is QUIET and BORING right now.

I think give me two more weeks and enough things will be out of the air and I’ll be starting to get back to normal.

But right now?  I feel like I drank two Pepsis and a Starbucks Grande Triple Shot all within the space of an hour.

Jibbly jibbly jibbly.