I had to drive a little bit yesterday evening, and some of the "grateful to be alive" feeling persists even unto this morning.
I drive in the dark only a few times a year. Part of it is that I don't like to. Part of it is that I don't need to: we're pretty much always in for the night after the dinner/bedtime routine starts (at, like, 4:30).
I feel like I can't SEE when I drive at night. Part of this is that I'm a nervous driver, so any changes (different roads, different passenger, different weather, etc.) increases that nervousness. Part of it is that IT IS IN FACT DARK, and I don't know if you've noticed this but WE CAN'T SEE IN THE DARK. And then, while it's dark and I'm driving, lights shine intermittently into my eyes. That DOES NOT HELP.
I feel a little emperor's-new-clothes about it: like, how come everyone is acting like it's okay to do this already-dangerous activity IN THE DARK? Shall we also now have surgery in the dark? chop wood in the dark? scythe hay in the dark? get haircuts in the dark? rapidly cut vegetables in the dark? How about in the dark AND with bright lights shining intermittently in our eyes?
I bought four Cadbury screme eggs, and I have not eaten a single one: the stuff inside the eggs is green for Halloween, and that makes me
queasy to even think about. (If the regular white filling makes YOU
queasy to think about, I beg you not to explain why.) And yet I WANT to eat Cadbury eggs! What a treat to get to have them even though it's not Easter! I WANT to eat them! Maybe I should eat them in the dark. (And here, shine this light in my eyes.)
Summer sleep-away camp supplies - I am in a TIZZ about Elizabeth going to Girl Scouts camp this summer. I’m GLAD she’s going, and I’m glad she WANTS to go, but it’s a week and this is the f...