As I was whipping up a simple guacamole about an hour ago – red onion, avocado, lime juice, cilantro, salt, pepper and the slightest wisp of cumin – I started thinking about people who have nerve. Nerve has been off and on my mind since it arrived in my inbox this morning. From WordPress. To prompt me.
I kept thinking about nerve as I followed the making of the guac with the making of a 3:00-in-the-afternoon huevos rancheros. My first meal of the day. And you are correct if you are guessing that I am not yet dressed.
Ordinarily I would grate the cheese directly onto some tortilla chips and then melt the cheese/toast the chips in the oven, but I’m lazy today so I grated it directly into the egg pan. So as not to dirty a cookie sheet. I agree, I need to stop being lazy and clean my stove.
Anyway, I was thinking about a young woman I met a few weeks ago.
I was hoping the cheddar would become crisp – like grated Parmesan in the fry pan does – but it didn’t. So I just globbed it on.
The young woman, upon learning that I am an abstinence speaker, asked how long I have been speaking on the subject. I told her I started my ministry 13 years ago, and that I was speaking on the subject long before that as the director of a crisis pregnancy center.
I’m not sure if any of my answer registered, because she then asked, “Have you ever heard of Pam Stenzel?”
I smiled and nodded yes.
Make sure you keep the eggs over easy so the velvety, buttery yolks run onto the chips below.
Her question reminded me of all the times during the twelve years I was directing the pregnancy help center, appearing in promotional videos for Right to Life and writing letters to the editor on the subject of abortion, that people, upon discovering the work I was doing, would ask, “Have you ever heard of Roe v. Wade?”
Put a little jarred salsa on there. Organic.
The young woman proceeded to tell me all about abstinence; all the things she tells the high school cheerleaders she coaches.
I smiled and nodded and, when I could quickly squeeze a word in, said, “They are fortunate to have you.”
Now pile on the guac you just made and sprinkle a little extra cilantro on top. Because you can never have too much cilantro. Just smile and nod you cilantro haters.
Why do people do that?
Is it just plain old nerve?
Or do they think they are always the smartest, most well-informed person in the room? Even when there are people in the room who have been devoting their lives to whatever-the-subject since they were in diapers?
Or do I just look like I’m a moron?
See what I mean about the yokes running? Ya’ gotta’ have that. The hub doesn’t like runny yokes. His loss.
Please God, don’t let me ever be so eager to show off what little I know (I do hope I’ve aged beyond that) that I cause someone I meet to nod and smile.