Wednesday, March 16, 2011

the little things

I feel very blessed. I have a place to live. A healthy family. I'm surrounded by good people. I have goals that I'm working on that I'm excited and happy about. But there are the little things, too, that make me happy. When was the last time you made a box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese? For me, it had been awhile. I don't make macaroni for the girls regularly...but the other day, Callie (as my sous-chef) and I made some and I tell you was delicious. I love homemade macaroni, but there's nothing like powdered fake cheese mixed with milk and butter. I'm sorry. It's just the truth.

And apparently I'm not the only one who appreciates this little thing. Macaroni. It can be a real means of happiness.

1 comment:

Emily said...

Do you remember snarfing bowls of macaroni after swimming in the lake? When I think of the best macaroni ever, I think of those 8 year old binges on a hot bowl from your mom's stove.


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