Because I’ve been writing on this blog, I think of things to write. As I do things, I think of what I do a little differently. I’m not thinking about what to write all the time, but I do think about the lessons that I’m learning as I’m doing things.
I don’t know when inspiration will hit, but it hits sometimes at the weirdest times. Tonight, DC and I had ramen noodles. We had a huge lunch so we weren’t in the mood for a huge meal so we had ramen noodles.
I thought back to my childhood. I ate a ton of ramen noodles growing up. I would make 2 packs and throw and egg in it. It was a main staple during college. I think I should start another blog just for ramen noodles – 101 ways to eat ramen noodles.
As I was making noodles tonight, I thought about how growing up, we always had them. I mean, whenever I wanted ramen noodles, I could go to the kitchen and in the food pantry – there would be a pack or two of ramen noodles. Always. There was never a conversation between my mom and I where I told her how much I love it and needed it. It would just be there.
Now, I just bought some tonight – 5 for $1.00. Maybe that’s why we always had it growing up, but it made me think of all the things that I took for granted as a little kid. I need to call my mom and tell her – she doesn’t read my blog.
Here’s tonight’s noodles.