Thursday's Challenge and Promise...

'Sprinkle Madness' by Timalee L.

I saw the BEST bumper sticker today. I've decided I need it in vinyl somewhere in my home. It said, "Love people, make them tasty food."

How awesome is that?

It got me thinking: Making food for people is one of the simple and great things we can do for others. World peace isn't balanced upon our shoulders nor do millions of spectators await our game winning point...and no one eagerly awaits seeing our faces on the big screen (which in my case is probably merciful to the masses right now considering the enormous zit that is currently taking over the right side of my chin.)

But, we get the chance to show the people we love the most just how delicious love (or at least it's honest effort) tastes.

Consider this. What if the world's leaders baked a loaf of plain old homemade bread for each other, making it with their own two hands? Don't you think that as long as they all washed their hands, didn't spit in it and refrained from the temptation to add anything noxious to it, they'd all be a little more willing to work with each other and respect differences?

Maybe it's crazy. It probably is. But how can you violently hate someone who bakes you a loaf of unadulterated home made bread?

Here's the challenge I'm making to myself and anyone who wants to conduct this experiment:

It's easy to bake something delectable for neighbors you love and know well. What if, you baked something for a neighbor you don't like OR one you don't know at all? I dog-double-dog dare you.

Here's the promise.

I promise your home will smell heavenly with the scent of homemade goodness.

AND

I promise your feelings about this person will change. In what way, I can't promise. You may find yourself considering them your best friend and making the commitment to dual custody of a new pet hamster.

Imagine pet store shopping with this person and all the fun it will be to nuzzle ferrets, guinea pigs and other rodents...although, you may have to make more than just a loaf of bread to make up for it if you accidentally kill it. I'm just sayin'.

You may want to be careful with that one.

Or

Your feelings of dislike may grow to tee-peeing and raw egg status.

However they change, they'll change. And if it's for the worse, I'll provide the toilet paper.

Are you in? I'll report in 1 week and would love to include your story.