This is me – checking in. I’m okay.
Except, I’m not okay.
I was so excited to write a new blog post. Mostly because I haven’t written one in a month, and a coherent one with pictures and stuff in longer detail.
I was gonna regale you with all the exciting changes happening to the RestlessMama family; about how school is over for the semester, and I’m switching programs; about the holiday of Shavuot we just had and the three cheesecakes that I baked; about how we’re MOVING to a bigger apartment (because, reasons*) and the necessary stress that entails.
A while back one of my friends posted a status that included the hastag #wraphiminseaweed. Because he wanted sushi for dinner.
In said status he requested, nay – implored
his friends to incorporate this hashtag into their statuses as a way to convince his wife to buy said sushi for said dinner.
Knowing this wouldn’t work (because his wife is impervious to peer pressure) we all did it anyway. But you know what did happen?
I started craving sushi. As did all my friends. So guess what we all had for dinner that night?
All the sushi!
There is definitely something here about the power of social media and peer pressure. I will ponder this for a while and write something more philosophical later.