6 HUGS, 3 children, 3 adults (1 husband, 2 neighborhood friends)
I fought long and hard against anyone who classified me as either a hippie (definition in Urban Dictionary) or granola (Urban Dictionary). I mean, I don’t walk around wearing only tye-dye and long flowy dresses. I can’t afford to buy only local fair-trade goods (although I would like to). I totally shave my legs (most of the time).
But I must confess. I totally buy into the love and peace. If you find me anywhere in or around my home both my children and I WILL be barefoot. I adore Whole Foods and their huge assortment of grains. My 16 month old totally drinks HEMP milk (yes, that hemp and no, he won’t get high).
Perhaps I need to just accept that I fall somewhere in between these two categories. It’s really not a bad place to be. I was just coming to that place of acceptance when on my way to therapy yesterday I was listening to one of my favorite rock stations, 96 Rock. I had to laugh at one of their tag lines that played in between songs, “It’s like a friendship only without the icky hugs.” LOL Ok, so maybe I am not all peace and love. Every girl needs a little rock and roll in her life now and then.