Things Change … Such As My Diet

The big apple.

The title of this post is an inside joke in our house.

A long time ago, Jim and I drove from Kansas City to see my family in Springfield, Mo. We wanted to go to our old favorite Chinese restaurant and we had not been there in years. We drove to the site and it was … a bowling alley. We then went to look for another favorite restaurant and it was closed. He turned to me and shrugged, “Oh well. Things change.” It seemed hysterically funny at the time. And so we now say that whenever huge upheaval happens. We work through our fear and say, “Things change.” It still makes us laugh even in the worst situations because it is such a low-key thing to say amid high drama.

Anyway, things have DEFINITELY changed in our house. Continue reading “Things Change … Such As My Diet”