A Mishmash of a Hodgepodge
I was in the thesaurus this week, looking up something else and came upon these two words, mishmash and hodgepodge, and thought they just felt fun on the tongue to say. Go ahead . . . alright, I am feeling a little silly, which means you have to endure my mishmash of a hodgepodge of a blog posting today.
When I was in law school, I got an opportunity to spend a semester at the Queen’s College at Oxford University. Chance of a lifetime! (Of course, my student loan bill went up dramatically!) The food tasted different, was prepared differently and some even had totally different names. French fries are chips and potato chips are crisps. I was there in 1989, but I rememeber that I was appalled that when I went to McDonalds (after a while, you NEED a taste of home) you had to PAY for that teeny tiny packet of ketchup!
Why am I talking about this? Oh yeah. At the grocery store this week, I bought this Turbino Sugar. It is brown and has really large crystals. This was the same kind of sugar they used at the Queen’s College for after-dinner tea. They always asked you if you wanted Black or White Tea. This has nothing to do with the actual tea, but whether you wanted milk or not. Anyhow, the sugar seems sweeter to me. Maybe it is the big crystals, maybe the sugar is different, or maybe I just have some really sweet memories of that time of my life. Hmmmm. “Memories . . . like the corners of my mind, misty waters, colored memories . . .”
It is Spring Break here. I have mentioned that I work from my home. You cannot imagine the joy of trying to finish up 12 different projects, talking on the phone trying to sound professional, all while my two lovely girls are screaming, “Give it BACK! MOOOOOOOM, she’s got my stuff! She did it first! No, I didn’t, she won’t leave my room! MOOOOM!” The joys of Motherhood.
Husbands. First, I have to give mine some credit. I am forever sticking a spoon or fork in his mouth, saying, “Taste this. What do you think?” But I must say, it is a bit frustrating when you are oh, so proud of a new recipe that is supposed to taste like one thing and he immediately says, great taste of _____, something that is not in there and it is certainly not supposed to taste like. So when I shriek, “BANANAS! There are no bananas in there!” He gets this deer in the headlights look and says, “Well, it tastes really good, whatever it is.” Help.
Because it is Spring Break and both my husband and I are working, I have been trying to do a few fun things in the evenings with the girls. We went to see Horton Hears a Who Monday night. Cute movie. One night, we went to this place where you paint ceramics. I don’t know who enjoys this more, the girls or my husband and I. It is very relaxing, to concentrate on nothing else, but painting. And, hey, if you screw it up really bad, you tell everyone the kids did it! Ha!
OK, do you feel that you have been mishmashed and hodgepodged? I hope so. Have a yummy day! - Cindy
