It’s a good thing I’m not being paid to blog, or I’d be broke by now. This is turning out to be one of those
months years where one thing after another keeps popping up. That’s just life, I suppose, but I’d be grateful for a bit of calm.
The good news–at least, I hope it’s good news–is that, like the proverbial bad penny, I always turn up again! In addition to allowing me to interact with great people and exchange information, blogging helps me stay focused on the healthy tasks at hand. Thanks to my new(ish) healthy habits, I’m usually pretty good with focus, but there are times…
Bad habits, like bad pennies, have a way of sneaking back in when I’m distracted. Nothing disastrous–I haven’t packed on 20 pounds or anything–but enough that my inner warrior, the one who doesn’t want to buy new clothes, has jumped in and declared that I get myself back in gear. High gear, to be specific. Exercise is going fine, but the nutrition? Not so much. Too much nighttime snacking going on around here.
It didn’t help that the neighborhood dessert social was last week. I had planned to skip it, but some folks from the local animal shelter were doing a presentation, and I wanted to hear what they had to say. Plus, you know, dessert!
My contribution this year was something called Caramel Heavenlies:
I chose this one because I had all the ingredients on hand except for the graham crackers, and they were a zippy walk to the grocery store away. Homemade caramel, coconut, slivered almonds, marshmallows, and a quickie chocolate glaze made of chocolate chips and coconut oil–tasty stuff! But dry. I didn’t think to read the reviews in which several commenters mentioned that the recipe needed more caramel. Oops.
Anyway, I didn’t win a prize (again!), but only because there were no prizes. In fact, only four people actually brought desserts at all. And, of course, only two of those were homemade. We had a lot of new people there (a good thing), and I don’t think they knew what the dessert social was really all about. Just as well, because the other homemade dessert was some sort of chocolate lava turtle brownie thing that was scrumptious. Thank goodness I was in public, because I’m pretty sure I could have scooped my way through at least half of that. Okay, not really, but as a fantasy, it’s not bad at all.
But back to the pennies. I was thinking last night that my newer, good habits are like new pennies, their bright, shiny faces beckoning me to pick them up. I can’t resist picking up any penny, but I’ll admit, the shiny ones are much more attractive.
So if you’re looking for me today, I’ll be sorting my stash of pennies. Shiny ones will get used. The dull ones will go into the coin jar to be saved for some future splurge.