Most of my life is filtered through the coma inducing analytical side of my brain. It's exhausting. For you medical nerds, the analytical side is located next to the dreamy side where thoughts of Meg Ryan and Felicity are studied and stored. One place is beautiful, the other is a scary scary place.
Both terrifying for husbands alike.
That's why this weekend I let it all go. A mind vacay if you will. I took a break from my natural womanly instinct to analyze thoughts and feelings until they roll over and play dead.
It all started Friday night as I watched a baseball game while eating the largest vanilla soft serve cone ever (thanks employee Brian!). As pesky thoughts of life came to me I would let them go with each lick of ice cream. As a side you should know that Brad made my heart swoon when he almost caught a foul ball.
Saturday I relaxed my noggin while getting my hair did and then later by taking one of many naps on the couch. We also made pizza on our new pizza stone and my relaxed mind was blown! There really is no need to ever order a pizza again. I feel passionate about leading my family in this pizzeria direction.
Sunday I ate french toast with my dad and nearly fell asleep on the way to church due to a syrup induced coma. Really anything involving french toast seems to be a good idea, mind vacay or not.
Another nap. Football. A mini nap to recover from previous nap.
And here I am, Monday morn, with one serious junk food hangover, an insatiable thirst for napping and a mind that has been refreshed because I let it all go.
1 comment:
This has inspired me to take a mind vacay myself. It's been needed for awhile but I've neglected it! My brain and spirit thank you!
Also, you've made super hungry for ice cream and homemade pizza!
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