"These Aren't Beets, Are They?" and the many other things that made today ok :)

So, the short version of my day would be that I spent most of it home, sick. I had the sore throat and chills going on all night, and then today, my bones have just hurt, and my back has decided that is is just out to ruin my day......but let me reassure you that it didn't. :) I successfully "got ready" this morning, which going with today's definition meant sweats, hair in a bun, and glasses--which reminds me: I had a girl ask me today if they were real :) .

When I got up this morning I was crossing my fingers that I had slept most of it off, but to my dismay that hadn't happened so I essentially began preparing for war on whatever I have. I was going to make my mom's chicken noodle soup, but then I thought about how I have so many neglected cookbooks on my book shelf, and thought I would go for an adventure--you have to do something even if you aren't feeling that great. So, I found a recipe, made my grocery list, and headed to the store. I am one of those people who actually really enjoys grocery shopping, and believes every romantic comedy should start in the produce section. ;) (maybe not all.......but some. )

So besides the fact that I didn't feel good, it was good to get out, and a rather pleasant trip to the grocery store. I grabbed lemons for hot lemon and honey, tea that I've been downing by the hour, ginger(which happened to be on sale, another little blessing) to soak in to try to get the toxins out of my system, and everything to make a crock-pot style chicken noodle soup. I wasn't kidding when I said that I am declaring war on whatever this is. Finally, I got to the register, and my day was made. First, the cashier was a super tall and thin college guy with an extremely deep voice--just a very cool and collected guy. I beat him to asking me about my day, by asking how his had been, and then he proceeded to scan all my groceries, until he got to the last item, put in on the scale, paused for a moment, puzzled, and said, "these aren't beets, are they?" I tried not to chuckle, and said "no, I am pretty sure they're turnips." The poor guy looked all over his cheat-sheet to find the code, as I continued to say that people probably didn't come and buy turnips very often. He finally found it, and soon I was off and on my way. I got to the car and actually laughed, because the combination of his voice, and the sincerity of having to ask what it was, was priceless--Really though, who cares if you can tell a turnip from a beet. I am honestly grateful that there are moments like that--as simple as that--that can be so entertaining. I'm grateful for the ability to laugh; There is nothing better than letting go of your worries for a moment, and laughing. :) (like when a girl asked me today if my glasses were actually real. ;)

As I've got the crock-pot going, and a mug of tea, I would have to say that the other little(or more so, very big) tender mercies of my day included going into work to just pick up my check, (the shop happened to be completely empty) but ending up talking with one of my coworkers for over an hour about life--it feels so good to truly talk about anything and everything with someone you can relate to. I happened to get a close parking spot which is divine intervention, and though my back isn't doing so hot, someone came up with the idea of a rice bag/snake, and it has made a world of difference today.

Well, tomorrow marks the middle of the week, and I have decided that no matter what, every day is important, even if all we have are our tiny victories. Lots of Love,
Tayler