It’s easy to get in a rut.  You find something you like, you’re tired, and instead of thinking outside the box, all of a sudden you’re eating catfish and mashed cauliflower with crispy kale every day.

It happens to the best of us.

I say this a lot, so it’s getting a little redundant even to me, but these past months – let’s say 18 ~ have been brutally tough.  I definitely have a much more clear understanding of ‘getting the medicine right’ now.  But there were moments when it felt a  little like there was no light at the end of a very long, very dark tunnel.

You definitely get to the know the darkest parts of yourself in a struggle like that ~ find places that your mind goes at the toughest moments.  But just as the trees are blooming around us and spring has finally come after quite a winter, so has my mind found its way back to the light.  I have begun to come back to myself.

Anyway, enough of that.  Like I said, it’s getting redundant even to me.

The point being that I used to find time for things I loved ~ reading, writing, cooking, this space.  And then … I didn’t.  So while I’ve made efforts over the past few months to get back here, they have been mostly abortive.

And then the man and I had a serious “Coming to Jesus” moment.  And we realized that we’d fallen woefully off our healthy eating bandwagon and we needed to get back on – stat.  

So out came the cookbooks that had been collecting (a lot) of dust.  And just paging through them re-awakened something in us ~ a desire to try new ingredients and combinations of flavors.  I’ve graduated somewhat from needing to follow a recipe exactly but the inspiration of food photography and mouth-watering recipe titles …. so.exciting.  

We also began gardening a little bit this spring for the first time.  And we planted a herb garden so we (theoretically) will have fresh ingredients to add to our meals.  It’s very exciting.  I really hope that this is the beginning of a new chapter ~ because the last one was getting really old.  And super lame.