James and I recently started going to a young adult bible study, and it's been really fun but it's also called me out on my lifestyle like....a lot. What am I being called out for? Well I tend to overdo it sometimes with scheduling our social lives. I always have something planned whether it be friends coming over, going out, or planning a trip. We're always doing something! And that's not always a bad thing, but recently it's become a bit overwhelming. I found out the other day that James feels that he has little to no control over his free time because I'm always filling it and that made me feel so bad! But he's right, I think since the summer began there've been few weeks where we've had more than 1 evening off and we're starting to get burnt out. I've always known life is a balancing act but I didn't realize how much our schedules related to our mental health. But boy does it.
A(rleo) to Z Cooking
I grew up in a family where my dad cooked and boy did he cook well! We ate all sorts of things from all over the world and it really made my brother and I appreciate other cultures in a deeper way. Although I'm not gonna lie, we definitely didn't appreciate eating all of this different stuff when we were kids. The only thing about eating all of this wonderful food though is that my Dad loved to cook so much that he wanted to do a lot of it and we didn't get to learn too much about what he was doing. Appreciate the passion though Dad! You made so many killer dishes! The lack of practice didn't seem like it would affect me at the time, Dad did his cooking thing and the rest of the family did our setting the table and getting ready to eat thing. It wasn't until I got out of college in 2017 that I realized my cooking skills were very much so lacking. I was finding myself limited to salads, chicken nuggets and fries, and a twist on my favorite polish dish: Gołąbki, or stuffed cabbage, only I never stuffed it, I just cooked all the ingredients together. I was fine with eating these things as a bachelorette, I didn't have to worry about anyone else's taste buds and it made for cheap groceries.
