'Goodnight Food' (With apologies to Margaret Wise Brown)
Friday, October 16, 2015
Wednesday night, I joined in on a Google Hangout with some great peeps who had an amazing conversation during this past FitBloggin'. It wasn't a scheduled session or keynote speech -- it was merely a late-night lobby chat that got real and emotional and cathartic. We promised each other that we'd try and keep the conversation going, and some of us did that last night.
I mentioned that after I get done cleaning up the dishes and getting myself something to drink and maybe an apple or a cheese stick, I will actually, out loud, say "Goodnight, kitchen!" and turn off the light.
Which got me to brainstorming, and to writing my version of "Goodnight Moon."
In the great big room
There was a fridge
And a broom
And a picture of edible flowers
And almond butter with magical powers
And a bowl of pears
And a mushroom brush and a box full of mush (well, steel-cut oats, which are not really mushy unless you cook them too long, but I digress…)
And a middle-aged lady whispering hush (to her growling stomach).
Goodnight flowers and almond butter with magical powers.
Goodnight peanut butter
Goodnight grass-fed butter
(What’s with all the butter?)
Goodnight muffins drawing my stares
And goodnight growling stomach noises everywhere.