Last year I took the summer off from writing because I wanted to be present in my summer parenting. This summer, I am on the fence about that. I have a big summer planned and yes, I plan on being present for all of it. But I am discovering (through therapy) that writing is therapeutic for me and with this summer being the year Anna goes away to college, I just might need this little blog more than ever. So hang in with me, I am sure I will be all over the place in terms of subject matter, posting and the nonsensical. This post for example.
There are things in life with a middle ground like potato chips, brownies, the pool. You might not love those things, but if you don’t you can usually power through.
Then there are others that you either love or hate, there is no middle ground, you’re either a fan or a hater.
Because I have nothing else better to do, here is a list I created of things you either love or hate.
I don’t like Disney World. OMG, I FEEL SO UNBURDENED AFTER HAVING ADMITTED THAT. I didn’t really like it as a kid, I pretty much couldn’t stand it as a teenager, and I hated it as an adult. I don’t understand the attraction but I know I am very alone if my social media feeds are any indication. I also know there are millions of you who would drop a college loan-size wad to go there each year. I further know that you all have way more money than I ever will in my lifetime.
Now, if you live in or around the Orlando metro area (or Anaheim, California metro area), or within a days drive of the big mouse house, that is a totally different scenario. If we didn’t have to drop massive coin on transportation, the lodging, the food, etc. etc. ETCCCCC. , it would be a different experience altogether.
But there is no middle ground with Disney. I feel like you really love it or you really hate it.
But man, do all y’all really REALLY love it.
2- Las Vegas
After hearing what seemed like every single person in my world tell me that I would love Vegas, I was filled with excitement and anticipation when our family got to spend 24 hours there last summer. I will tell you this, Vegas would be fun if I were going alone with my husband and didn’t have to leave our resort and, you know, “people”. He and I even talked about (while in the pool) how we would fly there on our 15 year anniversary and do just that. Sit in the pool all day and drink.
But then we decided that if we were just staying at a resort pool, we could go to the one down the street at that point. There are people who will go to Vegas every year. On a girls trip, on a gambling junket, on a couples getaway. I am just not one of those people.
I LOVE leggings. When don’t you want to care what you eat but want to feel somewhat slender? Leggings are the shit. But there are people who don’t like them, hate them actually. Make comments about leggings not being pants and to that I say, don’t hate what you do not know because I truly believe it is menfolk who are perpetuating that rumor. Probably because of jealousy that they can’t wear leggings. I will wear my cheap leggings all the damn day so I can eat all the donuts because stretchy pants are God’s way of saying GO AHEAD, EAT THE ALL THE FOODS. LIFE IS SHORT.
4- The rock band Rush
If you like the above band, I am betting there is an entire population that hates them in return. I remember the guys (and they were always guys) who loved the band Rush when I was in high school. They were in the computer club, drove a souped-up old car that they worked on in their dad’s garage and they always had one of those big black watches on their wrists. They loved the shit out of Rush and would wear their concert tee shirts every week, jam the cassette tape in their cars on the way out of the school parking lot, and work it into conversation…..you know Rush wrote a song about this exact scenario…WE GET IT.
5- Vanilla Ice Cream
My dad loves his vanilla ice cream. so much in fact that he orders a vanilla milkshake even when there are other much more flavorful combinations available to him. I like vanilla ice cream but only when it’s loaded up with chocolate sauce, nuts, cherries, and whipped cream. But once all of the toppings are gone, I am done with vanilla ice cream. But I also can’t drink milk by itself so maybe this is a me thing more than a love or hate thing?
6- Root Beer and REAL Beer
My dad also loves his rootbeer as well as his vanilla ice cream and if you make him a root beer float? He will love you long time. But have you ever tried root beer? Eesh. It falls under the real beer umbrella as well: you either love that shit or hate that shit. I feel like some people are born with taste buds that love beer or taste buds in which it is repulsive. I believe that’s a scientific fact or something.
I will never ever want to go on a cruise and if you hear me say I do in a conversation, know that aliens have taken over my body or I am being held against my will by Carnival Cruise Lines. I see bloggers who get invited to these special “blogger cruises”, which by the way, a cruise full of bloggers is the most painful thing I can EVER think of. Possibly worse than a cruise full of proctologists.
DON’T COME AT ME, BLOGGERS AND PROCTOLOGISTS.
Anyway, I see some bloggers talk up this coveted “blogging cruise” that the cruise company pays for and it’s like a golden ticket.
They also have a Disney blogging trip. Egads.
I don’t get it, I don’t get it, I don’t get it.
Being crammed on a massive fiberglass missile with 3000 other people, out to sea, far, far, away from land does not scream vacation to me.
HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF TITANIC? OR E. COLI??
8-Seafood. Also, Sushi.
I love seafood but I know friends and family who have an aversion to seafood like none other. Get in my belly shrimp, scallops, deep fried cod. HOLY SHIT DO I LOVE THE FISHIES.
Side story, you know about our 12-year-old goldfish Lucy (read here if not). Well, every time I eat any type of seafood (even fish sticks which are like, 85 percent, not seafood), I hide it from her because I feel like she knows.
As much as I love seafood, I hate sushi, and again feel like there is no in-between there as well. You either love it or hate it. I love me some shrimps, but I don’t need my shrimps looking at me while eating them.
My friend Rebecca and I were talking about cannoli a few months ago and she mentioned that she didn’t like it and wondered what the big deal was. I don’t hate it but I figured after so many people talking about it in my years on this planet, so many bakeries making it, even businesses dedicated to creating it that it must be good? Maybe we aren’t ordering it correctly? Or there is a specific flavor we are missing out on?
I can say coffee now because I used to be a hater. I tried it twice in my early twenties and didn’t like it at all. Couldn’t see what the buzz was. Then in my mid-forties, I decided to try it again because lattes and I was sold. Also because kids.
I can’t live without onions but I can see how people would hate them. They smell, they make you cry and they are a weird texture. But man if they don’t make any recipe taste better in my humble opinion. Now, some people are half-way onion eaters. For example, my husband hates onions but loves onion rings but if I deep-fried coffee, he’d be all over that too. I guess that is kind of the same mentality as hating tomatoes but loving ketchup, which is how I feel. Also, don’t tell him but I sneak onions into EVERYTHING.
Thank you for being patient with me today. I promise better content is on the horizon. Not next week’s horizon, but maybe the following week. Okay, maybe the week after that. Or maybe never. I love you, did I tell you that you look pretty today?