Sugar and spice and everything nice.
Because that made me think of a crystalline cinnamon sugar coated little girl.
Too sweet for words. And that I was not.
I was further nauseated by the rhyme "What are little boys made of?"
Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails.
That really got my imagination going with thoughts of some sad little
boy made up of orphaned dog tails and snail slime with snakey tongues. Ick.
But today I saw this quote in a magazine and it got me thinking....
The things that we love tell us what we are. Saint Thomas Aquinas
And as of this late Wednesday evening, pondering the people and things that I love,
I've come up with a list of what this tired supergirl is made of.
I am made of...
3 sweet boys
1 funny man
laconic summer fans
The #1 Ladies Detective Agency series
tomatoes on the vine
all manner of family...parents, siblings, cousins, in-laws, etc.
all things robin egg blue
kisses on the cheek
cool pools on hot days
Erica's homemade jam
Purvi's Indian tea with fresh ginger
75% off sales
card games with the boys
the 1/2 an hour of morning quiet before anyone else in the house is up
beach sand (underfoot not in my swimsuit or ground into the van floor mats)
McDonalds coffee with 1 cream
answered prayer (preferrably immediately answered prayer)
and the sighting of a new minted magazine in my mail box.
That's me as of summer 2008.
How about you?