Monday, January 28, 2013

"Waiter...there is too much pepper on my paprikash."

"...but I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie....pecan pie...pecan pie."

It was a busy morning consumed mostly by grocery shopping with my two-year old toddler... trying to ensure that she didn't mow down other unsuspecting shoppers at Trader Joe's with her trusty red cart.

And so, in a moment of gathering a breath in the car and sipping my really cold coffee, I checked Facebook.

My friend from graduate school posted a one sentence line in her status update..."Word of the day.  Paprikash. Go."

Brilliant.  I hadn't heard the word paprikash for many moons and the only time that I recognized its' usage was delivered by Billy Crystal in my bar none favorite movie, "When Harry Met Sally."  See the clip above.

The reason that I love this scene so much is that in the middle of a museum, he, Billy Crystal takes her, Meg Ryan out of her comfort zone.  He tells her that for right now, in this moment, they're going to talk "funny like." And she, like me, a semi-control freak, does it and can't stop laughing in the process...until he asks her out and she's snapped back to reality.

I've been trying really hard lately to do things for the sheer Hell of it.  So much of my day is consumed by the shoulds, the to-do's, the obligations, the "needs to get done."  I suppose, it's really no different than anyone with kids, a job, a mortgage, bills to pay.

But too much of the time and too many times, we forget to laugh.  We forget to let go.  We ignore the whimsical and we trade it for the practical.  We teach our children how to view the world and I fear that on many days, mine think that it comes with task lists, chores, and irritability....instead of magic, wonder, curiosity and gut wrenching belly laughter.

And so, for a 15 minute window, I've been having my own dance party in the kitchen, sometimes naked.  It's fun, you should try it.

I've also been trying to get to a yoga class every other day.  Last night, I tried to go into headstand.  For fear of farting, I decided that this was not my moment...but someday soon, it will be.

And, I'm laughing with my kids especially when the jokes on me.

Because really, what do we have to lose?  Life's too damn serious.  Let's all find the time to say, "Waiter...there is too much pepper on my paprikash....but I would be happy to partake of your pecan pie."

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