My favorite flavor of ice cream as a kid was Peppermint Bon Bon. (Elsewhere you might find it referred to as Mint Chocalate Chip.)
I would try other flavors out of a sense of obligation. I should widen my palette, I thought. Try new things. I might find something I liked even better.
Except I didn't.
Inevitably I would get a cone of tangerine cheesecake or double-chocolate death delight (okay, it was likely strawberry cheesecake and chocolate brownie...) and find myself thinking, "this is okay. But it's no peppermint bon bon."
After a time I just went with the peppermint bon bon because I knew I would not regret the choice. I might (slightly) regret the abstract idea of not trying something new, but I could enjoy my cone in relative happiness.
The same thing happened at most restaurants I frequented; they might have dozens of dishes on their menu but I would choose the same one. Everty time. Because I knew I liked it and I knew I wouldn't be unhappy with the food on my plate. Why take the risk of trying something else? Not even something new-- just something other.
I believe that I am also now guilty of doing this socially.
I like staying home. I like being with my family. Sure, I like my friends. But really sitting here and knitting with my spouse while watching some enjoyable movie after the children are in bed is my peppermint bon bon. No risks and no regrets. (I have always been boring like this.)
Then there is also the whole intertia thing.
And the cold.
And the introversion. And the slight allergy to meeting and interacting with new people. Or not-so-new-people. Or people that I know and like (or even adore) but who number more than four in the same room.
I am making petty excuses for why I am sitting here typing instead of driving over to a friend's house for a needleworkers' group. Or calling another friend to schedule something. It is going to be a wicked busy weekend. It is dang cold outside. And I feel the need to hunker down.
So needleworkers, I am sorry that I chickened out. Again. One of these times you will see me.
Grateful crap: really liking my home and my people
meds in the morning
long relaxing rests
tea with family
Quaker, teacher, parent,