Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Wordfull Wednesday: This is Me

Cocoa over at Chocolate on My Cranium sponsors a twice monthly bloggy writing series called "Wordfull Wednesdays". Cruise on over and check it out!

The Wordfull Wednesday topic this week is "This is Me." As I mused over the many different directions I could go with such a theme, I finally decided to share with you a few foods that are much like me. If you know me well, you know that food and I are close pals; we go way back. And I just can't seem to break up with food no matter how many times I think it might be good for me. So here goes:

Who am I? I am a piping hot dish of homemade mac n cheese. (Never, never the kind made with powdered cheese--how dare you!) I am the one you can come to when you need comfort. I have always been the shoulder to cry on, the friend who hears your ranting and venting, the one you tell all of your secrets. I love to help people feel better about themselves, about their lives, and to assure them that everything will be okay. I'm not usually the one who will kick you when you're down by listing all the things you did to get yourself into this predicament--I'm there to catch you and to pick you up and dust you off.

Who am I? I am the big pot of soup on the stove, always ready to stretch to feed a few more. If you stop by my house hungry, you can be sure that you won't leave that way. My husband (and a couple of my kids who overload easily) would surely function just fine if there were fewer people around, but I love having friends and family in our home, eating and laughing and talking.

Who am I? I am the chocolate fountain just begging for a party to begin. Beckoning to everyone, tempting you from across the room to come on over. My family knows that I will always try to convince them to come to our house for any holiday or visit; I lure them with food, with grandkids or nephews, with promises of great weather or an afternoon at the pool, with anything that might tempt them to come. And if I had my way, I'd throw a party every month or so. I love parties, (although I haven't learned yet how to have a party without anxiety, which is one big reason why I don' t have them more often!)

Who am I? I am a bowl of Rice Krispys. Snap, Crackle, Pop! I rarely stop talking, unless it's to hear what you have to say (and I have a terrible habit of interrupting.) Always going a mile a minute, you are unlikely to have quiet when I'm in the room.

Who am I? I am a cold glass of limeade. Not content with being plain old lemonade, always the overachiever. Or at least the wannabe overachiever. And I try not to let on how much work it was to pick those limes and squeeze them all, then make the syrup . . . somehow appearing effortless is part of being an overachiever. And yet, limeade is unpretentious and old-fashioned, which I hope I am. For all of my perfectionism, I don't expect you to be perfect and I know deep down that I won't be, either.

And lest this makes you believe that I'm closer to perfect than the average girl . . .

Who am I? Most of the time, I am soft, pillowy, white marshmallow. I wish it wasn't true, but it is! I may be a regular at the gym, but I am generally soft and squishy. Especially my belly. Sigh.

Who am I? Sometimes I am a brittle egg, ready to crack at any moment and make a mess of things in the process! Those days, I feel sorry for my poor children and their fragile, tense mother.

Who am I? Occasionally I am the frenetic popcorn, popping away, running in every direction without taking the time to think, to breathe, to plan. Those days, I feel sorry for my cooler headed husband, who never seems to do anything without planning to do it first and who is rarely stressed out. (I feel sorry for him because he has to deal with me, not because he doesn't stress!)

Who am I? Some days I am the limp, over-cooked piece of lasagne, feeling worn out and unwilling to perk up much. I just want to be left alone and any little demand on me feels like enough to finish me off. Luckily, those days don't come around very often.

Who am I? I am a daughter of God. I know this first and foremost, and I know that on those days when I am struggling with the egg, the popcorn, the lasagne, or even the limeade, I can turn to Him and He will give me peace. Knowing that I am His daughter, knowing that He knows me personally and cares about my little life is what makes me who I am. It allows me to look outside of myself, to stretch myself (and allow myself to be stretched), to find peace in the midst of turmoil. I can put my trust in Him and He will lead me by the hand. He will love me with my faults. He will make of me a precious diamond if I will allow Him to. And I know that the same is true for you. He loves you. He knows you by name. And he wants to help you become the Ultimate You. Your Best You.

16 comments:

Chocolate on my Cranium said...

We cannot stand the boxed kind of Mac 'n' cheese. YUCK!

I love the food comparisons you used to help describe you. So much fun to read and easy to picture.

Thanks for participating!

An Ordinary Mom said...

I loved your take on this topic! So creative, and so descriptive. I learned a ton about you (that I will probably remember for a long time) with all the fun comparisons.

Mrs. Organic said...

Sounds like I am going to have to try out the real kind of mac 'n' cheese. This is such a creative take on the topic - I loved reading it.

Prudy said...

OH, Michal, this is just more of why I love you. You are the best, my little squeezy lime, poppycorn, from scratch mac friend.

Aubrey said...

I love this. It is just great--witty, yummy, and just a perfect description for you!

Cornfields, children and waterballet said...

So fun! I love all the ways you compare yourself to some of my favorites as well...both personality traits and food items.

We need to live closer. I am sure our children would be more than second cousins...they would be great friends.

DesertHen said...

What a creative way to write your post.....now I'm hungry.....=)

Melissa said...

Very nicely said Michal. Very creative and I love the food you chose to compare yourself to!

Macy said...

That was a fabulous post. I'm going to be spending the rest of the day thinking of what food I most resemble. :)

Sea Star said...

Wow... creative way to write about yourself. It does make me feel hungry.

We all have marshmellowy, popcorn, and/or egg days. It just makes me laugh to picture those feelings as food.

Ashley said...

I can think of nothing more perfect to describe you than your limeade section-- would completely agree. Great post. Fun read.

cellista said...

What a great post!! What a great way to describe yourself! You are so creative--I can just picture you in all those food analogies. I can also relate to a few--the limeade and the popcorn especially. And of course our egg days. I've had a few of those recently. Thanks for sharing who you are. :)

Steph said...

You are my mac & cheese! What a fun post. Not only did you describe yourself perfectly, you used food to do it! Thanks for sharing.

The Red Hen said...

what a GREAT post! I especially loved the last part about being a daughter of God. We all have those days where we feel less than perfect (me- lots of them) and it helps to remember that Heavenly Father loves us BECAUSE of who we are not IN SPITE of who we are. Thanks for the "food for thought" and for making my day.

Sonja said...

Incredible post! You are an incredible woman. I love how you share your testimony so much. I love how you are so open and honest and real.

and wonderful. :)

Christine said...

Your kids need to come over- I want to know if they will eat my Kraft- or my Trader Joe's Annie kind om mac and cheese- it is really not bad (although I am sure not remotely as good as yours-) but the whole idea is that it is done, on the table in ten minutes. Very nice post- makes me think about who I am.