You'd think that by the title of this posting that I was about to throw my husband under the bus again, but you'd be wrong. I'm actually referring to myself as an "old dog" this time around. After I turned 30, I felt like I was "old" so I guess it's somewhat true...and for as many gray hairs as I have...
Let me start out by telling you, I did not enter into this blessed union with any cooking skills whatsoever. For the first several years of our marriage, my cooking consisted of Subway, Jimmy Johns, Noodles and Company... in other words, our kitchen appliances always looked new (and a bit dusty) because they never got used.
Recently, however, I have come to the conclusion that I enjoy cooking (much to my own surprise and despite my determination not to become a stereotypical mom and wife), and I like trying new recipes with strange ingredients and funny-sounding cheeses that no one can pronounce or find at a regular grocery store. Who knew that this "old" dog could learn new tricks at this stage in life?
Furthermore, I have also come to the realization that I LOVE writing. I mean, who knew? Clearly I have a new hobby....blog, blog, blog. English and grammar have always been passions of mine (you can yell "NERD!" now), but I never thought I would like writing or be any good at it.
Years back, after what I call my "fat phase", I found out that I actually like running, even though my knees don't, unfortunately. I asked Mark if we could get a treadmill (during said fat phase), and he asked me if it was going to get used or become a clothing rack like most people's treadmills do. He should have known better, because I ran on that thing twice a day while watching The Biggest Loser for inspiration.
I miss my treadmill. Sadly, I ran it into the ground. It survived one circuit board repair and one move, but then it died, and now we have an elliptical which I don't love, but my knees do. Running outside is nice too, but so much of that depends on the weather, and being a control freak, I don't like that uncertainty (and I don't like being seen in public when I'm sweaty).
I just think it's interesting what new things you can discover about yourself at any stage in your life if you're open to change and exploring what you love to do. Now, if I could only get my husband to learn a few new tricks... (ha - you knew I couldn't go the whole time without at least shoving him toward the bus, right?)
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Cyndi M. Frick
This lifestyle blog is my outlet to share and advise about the things I love. I always have an opinion!