Have you ever had the thought:
I can do that!
And then have you ever ignored the more
Should I do that?
Well, this week I decided I was
failing at motherhood unless I was making
nutritious delicious smoothies.
And filling my Shorties with love and nutrients.
(Thank you Pinterest!)
So I pulled out the blender I haven't used in
literally 15 years, and thought...
why don't I use this?
Then the smell of burnt mystery plastic
began wafting through the kitchen:
Ah, that's why.
Off I go to buy a new blender,
I mean the old one did last +20 years.
Surely a new blender would elevate me
to perfect mother smoothie queen.
I mean doesn't this rag tag crew look like
they have a hankerin' for smoothies?!
So I looked up recipies and made smoothies.
The first round was berry coloured.
I emphasis the colour rather than the flavour,
because that's what stuck with me
when it fell out of the hands of the Littles and all
over the floor and covered our white chairs
and our dog
with permanent berry adornment.
Then I thought Ahha!
I'll make these:
This will contain the smoothie when gravity interferes.
In my garage I had neglected Mason jars,
and I always have my drill under my pillow.
Or at least close by.
How hard could it be?
So I drilled a hole in the centre.
What could be easier?!
In the end I concluded.
First I tried to get away with a regular
Then I went and bought a new magic
Then I spewed tiny metal shavings
all over our backyard and immediately
envisioned a summer of short people
hopping and yelling.
Then this, then that, then ugh!!
I will spare you the blow by blow,
at which point I almost came to blows
One of those days,
when the drill should have stayed under the pillow.
apparently my kids don't like smoothies anymore.