Dang It! We're Really All Human!!!

So, this week I've been teaching fruit & vegetable recipes at a church daycamp(summer-long Vacation Bible School). It's a week long assignment. The kids seem to be having a good time. First day, I did have a teenager ask about "manna from on high" recipes. Yeah, I told him to go sit down. Nobody has cut or burned anyone. Outside of my project, they are learning about sharing & gratitude. I would like to do it again. But I won't fib, the road to this week had been tad trying to my little feelings.

Before this week, I wanted to say don't meet those your professional inspirations. Also on this assignment is a dietitian & podcaster that I really liked. She's curvy in a stereotypical skinny-fit industry. I met her earlier this year and my fandom was bruised. It was obvious, she thought I was some dumb church lady that was just over the kitchen ministry. I guess because I am actually on first name basis with one of the pastors & she met me taking inventory of the church's pantry of snacks. 

Since I was the project lead, I decided to do what I was suppose to do and forge ahead. Well, I was started to rant about her on Twitter. One tweet & another podcaster thought I was talking something else, so I decided against that. The petty rant wasn't worth it.

Now, I just feel like who we fan are human, too. She saw my recipes and daily plans of action and said she was humbled. She came into this assignment thinking she was the only professional in it. No one told her she was, she just assumed. I sarcastically asked her did she want me to remind her about assuming to break the moment. She laughed and we've worked peacefully & professionally ever since.

I'm glad I kept my wits about my myself this time. Maybe my "hurt" helped me work hard. I'm just glad it all worked out. As a child, I saw many tense adult issues ruin programs for kids. Kids didn't need to suffer because my feelings got bruised.

As Always Talking to You in Adult Terms