I just told my daughter that I needed a cheery and light-hearted idea for a blog post. I mentioned that things get chaotic this time of year, and people may need something to make them stop and smile.
She said, “Well, why don’t you talk about how stressed you are at work? Or, how you were so busy yesterday, that you ate chocolate-covered popcorn for lunch?” (Okay, in my defense it was the only food we had at the office. Well…that and Triscuits, which should really only be fed to a cow, because technically they’re nothing more than weaved hay.)
I told her that talking about my stress and poor eating habits wouldn’t qualify as light-hearted.
She then suggested, “How about telling everyone about how I’m reading the Diary of Anne Frank?”
I’m thinking she doesn’t quite get what I’m going for.