Who knew that a good mood was so readily available? It's been a long ten days at my house. The last time I ventured out was to attend the grandsons' Pinewood Derby on Saturday, January 24th. I've cracked open the door a few times to snap pics and even opened the garage to watch son-in-law, Will, and grandson, Jack, clear the ice-covered driveway and then return a few days later to shovel the 8+ inches of snow. No school last week, a snow day on Monday, and then remote learning today. It's been a long haul for the mamas and even for this grandma.
My husband got the flu at the beginning of our bad weather and I thought I had escaped until the end of last week when I came down with symptoms. That kept me from venturing out with hubby to the grocery store between storms. We're glad he was able to restock our provisions before the snow arrived, but to my dismay, there were no Pepperidge Farm Gingermen available. I'm not usually a fan of store bought cookies, but these crisp molasses ginger men hit the spot. I can even stop at one, especially when I'm on the last package. That crisp crunch of molasses, ginger and cinnamon with a sprinkling of sugar on top hits the spot every time.
Here's my poem celebrating ordinary things (inspired by Kim and Georgia) as I ventured outside for the first time in ten days !
Roll trash can to curb
Inhale crisp, life-giving air
Spy cookies in bin
I had no idea that a stroll with our trash can to the end of the driveway could feel so refreshing. I'm planning an outdoor stroll this afternoon on our neighborhood's cleared streets, (as soon as I get out of my pajamas). And then on my return to the house, I spy in our garage, not one, but TWO packages of Pepperidge Farm Gingerman cookies in a plastic bin. Ten days in and I'm an easy girl to please!
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