Vanilla vs. Rocky Road

At times, I crave that chocolaty, peanut and marshmallow goodness, but sometimes just plain old vanilla is so much nicer.

As most of you know, since you all know me so well, there is a hidden meaning behind my ice cream analogy.

Once again...as most of you know - My life is more hectic than a roller coaster that has multiple tracks and can't decide which one to take. It involves a lot of whiplash, pulled muscles, messy, wind blown hair, and usually scrapes and bruises. AKA Rocky Road

Wait...just one second. Where exactly has anybody seen a roller coaster like that? Yeah, you're right. No where. My imagination is running wild. I have no intention of catching it...ever.

Anyway, back to the ice cream analogy; So Vanilla vs. Rocky Road

I got to thinking about how freaking hectic and chaotic my life has been. We've had a whoping 2 nights at home this week. TWO! Don't we live there?! Shouldn't we be there a touch bit more? Ehh!! Nope. Not at all.

I'm beginning to crave the simple, vanilla, calm and plain things of life. If my life were calm and smooth, I could add nuts, chocolate, fruit, and whipped topping as I please. As it is the nuts, chocolate, fruit, and whipped topping just jump in my ice cream all by themselves, and laugh at me.

Maybe I should filter my ice cream....Uh, I mean, my life. But then again, if I did that, said filter would remove all the creaminess and smoothness. I would just have melted cream and sugar...and a bit of vanilla flavoring.

I'm pretty happy with the Rocky Roads in my life. They make my head hurt sometimes, but I wouldn't have it any other way. It helps me throughly enjoy the Vanilla.