Have you ever had that moment where you realize you're more "granola" than you thought? (Read... hippie) I am reaching that moment today...
My freezer stash of milk is out.of.control. As in, we can't store food anymore because everything is being overrun by milk.... So, I have decided to do something that if you had asked me 6 months ago if it was something I would do, I would have probably said something to the effect of "you're crazy".
But here I am.. having a meet up in 3.5 hours with a husband who is coming to pick up about 60 oz of frozen milk to bring back to his home for his wife to give to their son. Yup, I'm donating... it's kind of weird, and makes me SUPER nervous. I mean, if Colin won't take it one day or it smells weird - I don't feel bad about it. He's my own kid, can't really do much to him... but the thought of another woman relying on it and then having something be weird ---- terrifying. But, I guess that's the risk she takes, and at least I know it's not going to waste.
So here goes nothing!
Next thing you know, I'll be wearing flowers in my ever lengthening hair, driving a VW bus, and hosting drum circles.
Love it! Had I had an abundant supply I would have done the same thing. :)
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