I frequently coin new words. Not intentionally, mind you. It usually happens when I’m talking too fast and my brain and my mouth disagree on what word to use next and my brain decides to say one word while my mouth decides to say another and it usually comes out in a strange mashup that only I understand. The people around me are left staring with slightly confused looks on their faces, while I attempt to salvage their opinion that I am indeed a “smart” person.

One such word that I have coined is:

Significulty: noun (pl. -ties)

• the state or condition of being significantly difficult: she chooses with significulty
• (often significulties) a situation that is significantly difficult: she tried to find something to eat but ran into significulties.

ORIGIN: Sam not being able to decide what to have for dinner.

(Yes, I’m such a dork I even created a definition and etymology.)

Which brings me to why this came out of my mouth in the first place: figuring out dinner plans. If making up words is one of my favorite things (or my mouth and brain’s favorite things), then coming up with what to make for dinner is decidedly not. I can’t stand it. I see other people who appear to not have this problem, and I feel a pang of jealousy. Why is it so easy for them to figure out what to make for dinner???

This is my typical thought process when coming up with a dinner menu:

1. I need to figure out what to make for dinner tonight.
2. Maybe I’ll look online for a recipe.
3. OMG there are about a TRILLION recipes online – how am I ever going to pick just one?
4. If I am able to pick a recipe out of the endless sea of them, will I need to make a side dish or salad to go with it?
5. AHHHHHHH!!! That means I have to look for ANOTHER recipe to make, and I haven’t even settled on the first one!
6. Do I have all of the ingredients in the house or will I have to go out shopping?
7. I don’t want to go shopping…now it’s already 6pm and I don’t want to be cooking until midnight.
6. I’m beginning to get overwhelmed…and I haven’t even chosen a recipe(s).
7. “Hey Reid, let’s order a pizza!”

My friend Karen (who’s so amazing with food she even makes and sells felt play food that looks good enough to eat…check it out!) never has this problem. She always seems to effortlessly throw something together, and it’s always delicious. I’ve told her multiple times I’m hiring her as my personal chef one day. I’m still serious, Karen. I need help.

Happy Friday! I think pizza’s on the menu tonight. Yum!

And because I don’t like posting without a photo, here’s one of Reid on the coast in California from our trip last year – we’ll be going to CA again in a week and I’m so excited for a break from the cold!