A lot of things have been happening to me lately. Nothing really earth shattering. Just things that make me keep asking myself, “Is this real life?”
Take for instance the other day when I walked out of my office building. I noticed that the sun had come out on this grey day and I was feeling pretty good. Good hair day, good outfit day, spring in my step, and BAM… A bird flies into my head. Let me say that again. A bird… flew into… my head.
Do you know how scary that is? For both me and the bird. I tried to find a youtube video of it happening to someone else by google searching “a bird flew into my head” but there was no video. Just picture a winged thing getting caught up in your beautiful locks and flapping around for a few seconds while you are still trying to figure out what is going on. Terrifying.
Incident #2 happened while I was leaving the grocery store. I’m walking pretty much alongside this women out to my car. I know she knows I’m there. At some point she gets ahead of me and gets into her car and immediately starts backing out while I am passing her car. I didn’t even have time to think before she backs into me! Now, I must tell you she barely bumped me. I was not hurt. But that is beside the point. I have thought about this a couple of times and almost wonder if she did it on purpose. I’m so confused. Is this real life? Did a lady just purposely hit me with her car? She just looked at me and waited for me to scoot along. No concern about this incident. Sheesh.
But the most significant event happened just a few days ago while I was driving home. I was on a residential road, but it tends to be one of those that gets heavier traffic and people tend to speed down. I’m just driving along when I see a toddler running around in the middle of the road. This kid looks like he is barely 2 and he is darting around, no parents in sight, in the middle of the street. In the matter of milliseconds I decided to position my car in the middle of the road blocking any traffic that might come from one side and jump out of my car trying to catch the darting toddler. Immediately a car starts coming pretty fast from the other way, so I jump up and down waving my arms alerting them to stop. They do, and I procede to try to catch this kid who is still running around in the street. I should tell you, he is like Olympic runner fast compared to me and my out of shape self who is wearing high heels. Then I hear a lady screaming, and see her running out of her house. She comes and scoops up the kid and whisks him away. She looked terrified and I’m sure embarrassed.
I have to admit, I have often questioned whether or not I have motherly instincts. I worry about that. But then something like this pops up and reassures me that we just instinctually know what to do.
Speaking of instincts. That is what developed the flavor combination of this bread. I knew I wanted to make a pumpkin bread and I just kept thinking of things that sounded good with pumpkin. Pecans, orange, cardamom. I had never had any of these things with pumpkin, but it sounded amazing and it is!
Yields makes 1 large loaf or 2 small loaves Ingredients Instructions
Yields makes 1 large loaf or 2 small loaves