Okra. Is. Arrested.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. It’s been a few days since I have made an arrest. But I’ve never felt that it’s more appropriate to arrest a vegetable in my life. I was on it.

I didn’t have to think about the arrest. I didn’t have to weigh the pros and cons of the paperwork.

Nope. That okra, all the okra, needed to be arrested. Girl Person’s orders.

That’s right. Since we’ve been at the farm, we have eaten a lot of vegetables. A lot. And Girl Person has had fun picking out vegetables every day. It’s been very convenient. Very tasty, in fact.

Girl Person and Boy Person are vegetarians, actually. So they were in vegetable and fruit heaven here at the farm.

And since they love vegetables so much, they tried some that they normally wouldn’t have picked out. Because they were here. Because they were grown with love. Because they knew that they should like them. After all, you should never be mad at a vegetable.

But what happens when you are a vegetarian and you look upon a vegetable that you tried one time and you were resentful to it?

What happens when you go into a farmers market and you see that vegetable you are mad and resentful at too? And it is just sitting there looking all innocent with all the innocent vegetables?

It begs you to try it again. You had decided long ago that you would not give it another chance. But there you are. Willing to take it back. You take a chance. You take it home.

I saw that okra in the bag. I saw that okra come inside the RV. And I wondered…was she really doing this? Was she giving this vegetable that had scorned her taste buds so long ago another opportunity? She was.

She marinated the okra in vinegar and barbecue sauce. She watched videos on recipes. She looked at recipes. She decided to fry up the okra. And so she tried to cut it. And it was hard. Real hard. She asked Boy Person if okra was supposed to be that hard. He said it sounded like she was Paul Bunyan in the kitchen.

But since Girl Person prides herself on being a good cook, she cooked up the okra. She seasoned it. Sautéed it. Sprinkled some hope on it. And it was still hard. Real hard.

As Girl Person looked at her creation with a glass of wine, the okra looked more attractive. She was more hopeful. But when Boy Person took the first bite? She knew. This was a big mistake. She should have never gave okra another chance. There she was, standing in the kitchen with a big ol plate of bitter disaster.

She thought about what could have went wrong. Wasn’t there people who liked to eat okra? How could they eat this. I knew it was my turn to step up. Okra. Is. Arrested.

But as I started writing my arrest report, and the first one for okra, I posed a question. Did the okra that Girl Person bought ever stand a chance to be tasty? Was it fresh? Or was it older? Was it too big? Yes. And yes. You see, because Girl Person didn’t know how to pick out good okra to start with, how could she expect that it would be anything but tough?

Are we like that with individuals we invite into our lives? Do we expect people to change when they haven’t? Do we expect to make a perfect dish of happiness when it’s impossible? Who are we inviting into our hearts?

Everyone deserves a second chance…if they’ve changed. Old okra can’t change and some people can’t either.

Before you put in a lot of effort, make sure it’s worth it.

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This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  Yes. It is a tough time right now for everyone in many different ways.  Some people keep saying “we are all in this together.” If I hear that one more time, I will arrest everyone.  

Why do I want to arrest everyone? Because we all have different situations.  It’s good to be kind and feel part of a team.  But every team has different skills, different circumstances.  We can’t lump everyone in one team together like a lumpy batch of pancake dough.

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Yes. It is a tough time. Tough times don’t last. But tough teams do.  Are you on the right team? Are you on any team?  Or are you trying to handle this all by yourself? I want you to know that you don’t have to feel bad for your individual trials right now when others seem to be handling it better than you.  Because maybe they aren’t. 

When we are on a team, we feel included and valued.  We work together to try and win.  

But in this situation, what are we winning?  None of us know even how to play the game right now. 

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So how can we still be a team while not undervaluing what individual problems each individual has?  We can listen.  We can be straightforward with what we are going thru.  

Uncertainty, confusion, anxiety may be just the beginning for some.  But others may also be going thru money problems, added health problems. Some may even have lost loved ones. Let’s not pretend that putting everyone on the same team is the answer.  Let’s work together to make our team stronger by embracing the differences we have.

Some days maybe you will be grumpy.  Like me. 


Some days maybe you will inspired and happy like Digby.

But no matter what your team is, it is guaranteed that you’ll probably switch teams the next. And that is ok.  It is more than ok to not be ok.

Granny Person also used to say, “this too shall pass.” We don’t know if that is true. But don’t let another day pass without giving yourself recognition for that goal you scored.  Yes, you did that!

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How do I know? Because you are still here and still trying.  That is the most important part of a team…not giving up.  Don’t even think about it, or You. Are. Arrested.

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