Tomorrow is election day and I’m feeling aaaaaaall the feelings. Are you voting? Please vote!
I also had a moment in a restaurant the other day where I thought Calder was choking and proceeded to turn him upside down and rap him on the back (I just took an infant CPR and safety course, because #safetyfirst, so this scenario was fresh on my mind), then sat him in my lap and searched his tiny face — are you breathing? Are you okay? His little eyes looked up at me skeptically (who is this nutter, anyway?) and then his gummy mouth smiled widely, assuring me that he was, actually, just fine and definitely not choking, THANKS MOM.
And then I burst into tears.
…Is this what parenting is? JEEZ.
At any rate, my nerves could use a break, and I’m planning to soothe them with big, steamy bowls of rich and brothy beef stew, yes please.
Chunks of tender beef, creamy potatoes, sweet carrots and mushrooms, swimming in luscious, salty, simmered-for-hours broth — as the weather gets chillier and the rain comes in droves, this is pretty much all I want to eat. And if the election goes poorly (please, please don’t let it go poorly, America!), at least dinner will taste good? That’s what I’m telling myself, anyway.
Let’s do this, people. Beef stew for democracy! wait! there’s more…