Well, according to LL Cool J, she said to knock you out.
And although I was almost knocked out by my the fruit in my overflowing CFY-in-a-carton…
…the “Mama Said” theme of my yesterday was more along the lines of the “there’ll be days like this”—a la The Shirelles.
I might not fancy myself a hip-hopping prizefighter, but I have always wanted to be in a 1960s girl group. [I mean, who hasn’t dreamed of that? The harmonies?! The choreography?! The costumes?!] Well, yesterday it seemed I was channeling the wisdom of my mama.*
*I do not actually call her ‘Mama,’ but in my faux-Southern heart I wish I did, with a lovely lilting, belle-like twang.Think Scarlett O’Hara in her green dress.
Mama said: cereal, yogurt, and fruit are a great combination for any time of the day. [Yes, ladies and gents, my mama is the reason for the CFY. She even bought me three special resusable containers my first year of teaching, so that I could put the components in them every morning to eat a CFY for lunch. And I did. Every day. For the whole year.]
Don’t know if mama said the yogurt crust is the best part of eating out of the carton…but SARAH said it!
Mama Said: Making homemade granola is easy! [And she taught me how. I put some of my Goddess Granola (made in mama’s special granola pan) on top of a mix of All-Bran Bran Buds, Kashi Honey Sunshine, and Arrowhead Mills puffed wheat.]
*I don’t know if she ever actually said that. And I will defend her grammatical skills by saying she certainly never used the word ain’t. She was from Georgia though, so I imagine she thought this at some point in her life. Doesn’t that count for something?
Seeing as how I spent the entire day at the DPS (what we would have called the DMV in Virginia) obtaining my Texas license, this was a VERY useful piece of advice. Although I forgot my book…I did have the rest of this Women’s Health to peruse.
Mama Said: Confess your life story to strangers whenever you get a chance.
OK, so that’s a wee bit paraphrased. But she does this. All the time. And you’ve probably caught on to the fact that I may or may not do this too. However…it goes along with another thing my mama said…
Mama Said: Be nice to everybody, especially the people who are helping you out.
Thus the reason that when I finally go up to the counter at the DPS/DMV to file the paperwork, etc., I ended up talking to the man for an extra 20-30 minutes about why I was in Texas, what I was doing now, his daughter’s vegetarianism, and peaches. (Yeah, I know. You thought I was only random on the blog. Not so, my pretties.) But, in the end, instead of him taking my old license completely away, he just cut off the top of it and gave me the fragment, since he could tell I was a little sad about no longer being a Virginian.
But even better, when I forgot my checkbook and didn’t have enough cash, he calmly guided me to the nearest ATM and then let me cut in front of the by-now-even-more-incredibly-long line when I returned. Score one for kindness!
Mama Said [Too many times to count.]: Sarah, stop crying! I can’t understand you!
So, despite my proclivity for tears under pressure, I managed to survive the embarrassment of not having my checkbook, as well as the frustrating drive home in bumper-to-bumper traffic without a single tear or raising of blood pressure.
Of course, by the time I got home, I was hungry, but it was too late for a proper lunch and too early for a proper dinner. So I thought to myself, “WWMS?” [What Would Mama Say?..in case you haven’t caught on to the theme.]
Mama Said: If you want to eat half of a honeydew and a whole lot of watermelon, and call that lunch….well, you just go ahead and do that. [This is the women who told me she once ate half a bag of Costco pre-cut broccoli for dinner.]
My mama is also the reason for my love of honeydew, despite it being was some of my friends call “the last minute addition to the cheap fruit medley served with a diner breakfast.” Why? Because Mama Said: Cut up honeydew on a summer’s night, eaten from the container while at an outdoor concert is the perfect snack. And even when you aren’t at an outdoor concert, when you get a great one, it can be the most delicious taste in the world. [And yes, I think about those concerts every time I eat it.]
Mama Said: When in doubt as to what to eat for dinner, a can of soup and grilled cheese usually does the trick.
I went one better though, and had some homemade Gazpacho (made for a guest post at branappetit, that should be revealed next week)…
….and a “broiled cheese sandwich” using an EarthGrains thin, topped with my Roasted Vegetable Tapenade (recipe forthcoming), and on one, some melted Manchego, and on the other, some nutritional yeast. [I had been meaning to try it, as I heard it tasted like cheese a little bit. I’m not sure what it taste like, yet. But it added a nice depth of flavor to the tapenade!]
Mama Said: Peas on salad are delicious! [So true, mama, so true.]
Mama Said: Why watch just one movie, when you can watch two in a row?
So I watched Everyday People [a quiet film, involving racial and religious stereotypes and tensions…meaning, yes, I loved it] and Big Business [Lily Tomlin and Bette Midler in the 80s]. And although I only made it through about 20 minutes of the second one, I did know what mama would say…
Mama Said: Do you want to get popcorn?
And that means, she wants popcorn, but she wants to share. So I “shared” some of my roommate’s popcorn. [OK, fine, she’s not in town. I stole it.]
Then I went to bed.
Because Mama also said to eat peanut butter and tomato sandwiches.