A CHANGE IN TASTE

Time for another post? Nah, nothing's popping up in my brain. Why is it that when I'm actually in front of my computer, fingers on the keyboard, I can't think of a darn thing to write about? I know I came up with tons of thought provoking topics last night while I was trying to go to sleep!

Sleep...ah yes. It's so strange lately, I haven't been able to fall asleep as quickly as I used to. It's quite unusual for me. I used to fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I used to fall asleep quicker than I could mutter the word out loud. I used to fall asleep in the same amount of time that a fresh baked cookie could survive untouched in front of me. (That's approximately 0.5 seconds by the way) Now I find that I have to put effort into falling asleep. I actually have to think about it, decide to want to fall asleep, concentrate really hard, take a deep breath, and count some sheep. Yes, really, I actually visualize plump, woolly sheep jumping over a white picket fence surrounded by the green beauty of Ireland. Is Ireland really green? Note to self: Find out if Ireland is really green.

I guess I'm getting older, or rather, I'm getting OLD. Even my tastes are changing. I mean, the other week, I baked three loaves of fruit cake. I hate fruit cake! Well, I used to hate fruit cake. And now I crave those weird, unnaturally bright green and red candied fruit chunk thingies! Although, it was a butter pound cake fruit cake. So I guess it wasn't really that dark rummy traditional fruit cake that I loathe. I still won't eat that stuff. Ick.