So, I’m in a head-down and get-it-done groove and kind of a not-so-happy mood this morning (too cold to jog which is the real reason I’m bummed) cleaning up my kitchen and house and didn’t notice Taft who went outside to get a new gallon of milk (from the garage fridge) he comes in, pours cereal and starts eating, after a few minutes he says:
"Are you sure this is cow milk?"
"Yes, Taft — it is cow milk"
"Then where did we get it?"
"At the store honey"
"But, this milk is really great — I’ve never tasted milk this great before"
I finally clue in, turn around and see that he is drinking the whole milk (purchased for the ice cream maker — see post Dec. 7) and then I just start laughing, the whole blue mood thing lifts and I think poor kid’s living a skim existence and doesn’t even know what he’s missing out on.
just found that particularly funny, and insightful — could totally be used as an analogy "what part of life are you skimming yourself on"
Here’s to weekend with a little extra "cream"