When I get knocked down, I get up again.
I refuse to put musical notes around my first line, nor belt out that awful, irritating, mess of a song. Yeah, not a fan of Chumbawamba. I’d happily bust out Kid Rock or Limp Bizkit though. ♫ My name is Kid……Kid Meghan! ♫
Things have been a little… shall we say, interesting around here. While I haven’t sugar-coated it, I don’t want to dwell on it either. I’d rather look at the positive, reflect on my happy places, and be grateful for the good I got going on.
Therefore, I dedicate this post to my girl Brittany because a) I’m blatantly stealing this idea from her, b) she makes me smile in a silly puppy dog way and c) she’s a self-described old soul and we all know I can identify with anyone who calls themselves old. They make me feel better about my own age, which is 29 years young, of course (cough, cough, lies and deceit, cough, cough).
For today’s What I Ate Wednesday, I thought I’d share my very comforting Sunday eats, along with some of the things that Nourish My Soul.
My morning routine. Solitude. Calm and quiet. My lists.
A great book. A long nap. Shenanigans with my felines.
Being huddled up close to the fire. Being huddled up close to the Hubby. Being surrounded by family and friends.
Weeding my flower beds. Farmers marketing. My CSA and growing my own veggies.
Creating. Cooking. Eating. This Blog.
An invigorating workout. A reflective yoga session.
A dance party in the kitchen. A good belly laugh. A therapeutic cry.
I know I’m usually all fun and games or lately a morose curmudgeon, but it’s important to reflect on the things which matter in your life and incorporate them whenever possible. Me, I’m going to yoga today, and I plan to dance my non-ass ass off in the kitchen later tonight.
What nourishes your soul?
Aww, Meghan, reading you nourishes my soup. Heck, I meant my soul. Yesterday I wrote that a firm white fleshed fish lens itself to a variety of recipes. I think I need to go to Chicago for a couple of days and Step Away From The Blogging.
But first, hashtagcarrotweek with a grilled cheese and tomato soup intermission. Once I get it all written and published.
But this is about you, and I’m glad to read your blog because you make me laugh, smile, think, and feel warm and gooey inside.
The Practical Dog wants attention. Gotta go.
You always know the right things to say. Of course, you flatter me so that always helps.
I want in on this Chicago trip; swing by and pick me up on your way please. 🙂
This is a wonderful post. It’s like they say: If life gives you a lemon, then make lemonade out of it. Or better ask for some salt and tequilla!
You’re doing the right thing! Hang on to the things that make you happy and even the rough times will pass.
At the moment the most soul nurishing thing is the few blissful minutes in the evening before I fall asleep with my head on my hubby’s lap whilst watching TV. I don’t need much…
Aw, you are a romantic at heart. That’s so cute of you. I bet your hubby would agree too.
I love the word curmudgeon. I do not like that you feel like one. I demand you drink too much and end up dancing all night. On tables. And wake up with extra $1s you can’t remember earning. Old souls do it all the time. Trust me. 😉
Me too; it’s got a crumudgeon-y ring to it. My god, I haven’t danced on tables in years. I imagine it would be quite therapeutic. I’m in if you’re in.
I saw your cake on IG, and then again for the wiaw link-up….it’s seriously SO pretty, and almost too pretty to eat… “almost” 😉 Love you perspective on things, as well.
I finished the final piece last night, and it was delicious.
Thanks for stopping by and saying hello.
Good food! I mean I’m all for food being fuel yadayadayada but enough of this BS, sometimes you just need the good stuff!
Oh ya, blogging kind of nourishes my soul too 😉
Yep sometimes food is mental fuel. Like the cake; that was all about eating my feelings. They tasted pretty good too.
Blogging has a way of doing that.
Quiet moments of reflection on my life and food of course!
Moments of reflection can be tough, but so rewarding at the same time. That’s a great one.
I love this list! I would have to say that a good book, tea, my puppy, yoga, chocolate milk, and macaroni and cheese are the most soul nourishing things I can think of today. Enjoy dancing in the kitchen – that will put a smile on any face. 😀
Those are some good soul nourishing things, especially the mac n cheese. I’ll take a side of that please. 😉
That blueberry cake!!! I wish that was nourishing my soul right now!!
I would have saved you a slice had I known. Sadly (or deliciously) it’s all gone.
dance away friend, maybe add some wine. it cures all.. kinda. 😉
p.s.
that cake is definitely good for the soul
The Hubby recommended a glass of wine too. I went with a cozy fire instead, but maybe I’ll have that glass of wine tonight or tomorrow or both. 🙂
I’m pretty sure I’d be a nightmare to be around if I didn’t have my morning quiet time. Even when I’m with the boy, he’s learned to just let me be before he tries talking to me. It’s not even that I’m not a morning person, or that I’m a grouch… but I’m selfish and I like to have that time to myself before the craziness of the day sets in. That and afternoon naps… both are lifesavers.
Thinking of you, lady <3 Hope you're doing well.
I get it. That morning quiet time sets the tone for my whole day. Without it, I can get quite rattled, which I’m sure you can understand. It’s funny because when the Hubby is home on weekends, we’ll spend the morning on opposite sides of the table, with our own laptops and cups of coffee, sitting quietly, not talking and being completely comfortable with that.
Thanks Ms. Spoons. I’m getting there.
Great post…amazing looking eats!!!
Thanks.
I hope your non ass ass has stopped being kicked and you can savour these nourishing moments!
Quiet moments- literally sitting in a park doing nothing (and trying not to look like a child predator) are for me, nourishing moments. Then even more so when I was to the gelato shop and face plant the special of the week (which today, I had ‘Can’t Stop Pecan’- pecan gelato with house made pecan and caramel scrolls).
That sounds AH-Mazing and I still haven’t tamed my gelato craving. I really need to eat some, but I’d like it to be above 30 degrees when I do it. We’ve supposed to get another snow storm tonight too. Maybe next weekend.
Ugh, so sorry you had that shitty week. That’s the worst. I’m glad you’ve been “cuddling up” with the husband… Is that what the kids are calling it these days ;).
Something like that. 😉
Ohhh heeelllll yeah!! I am in need of that cake…all of it.
It’s all thanks to you my dear. You inspired this post! Welcome home.
Well you have to be the cutest morose curmudgeon I’ve ever seen…just sayin! But seriously, this post made me smile…and it really made me miss you! Whyyyyyyyy does Cleveland have to be so far from Clarksville when they’re so close alphabetically!? Before leaving for Atlanta, things were looking pretty bad in Broccoli World…honestly, it took some good psyching myself up to actually pack my bag and get in the damn car, but I’m so glad I did it. I know I have introverted tendencies, but when I’m hum and glum, I NEED to be around others…it’s just so hard to take that step sometimes, ya know? Also, I need yoga…which is something I haven’t had in TOO long…it’s been over a WEEK!! 🙁 Luckily that will be changing tonight! And this weekend, I have a date…with my camera at the park! 😀
Aw I’m sorry to hear things have been rough in Broccoliville (I feel like it should be a ville, ya know), although I’m so glad you bit the bullet and went to Atlanta because you had such a good time. Maybe I need to do something like that. Hmm. I also need to get in some hot yoga; I’m envious of your sweaty child’s pose. So glad things are looking up for you. It’s funny (or not) but life throws us such curves balls and sometimes all we need to do is hang on and eventually we’ll be set to rights again.
Enjoy your camera date; take a goofy picture of yourself and then send it to me.