a relationship with food

WE all have a relationship with food. We need it to live. Obviously some of us like it a lot more than others. I read in last weeks news that a model died from eating nothing but water and tissue. Can you imagine eating kleenex tissues for lunch. She didn't want to get too fat for the clothes. I need to lose about 25 pounds but I am not going to resort to eating kleenex just to fill me up. That is a mental sickness there.

I did eat some good food Saturday! We made a Memphis trip to see the in-laws and do a bit of Christmas shopping. We ate at Smokey Bones. Its owned by the same company as Red Lobster and Olive Garden. So it is fine food. Its a rustic, mountian lodge/sports bar sort of atmosphere. I ordered the Sierra Chicken and it was to die for (pardon the pun) . grilled chicken breasts marinated and basted with balsamic vinegar and served with a fresh cucumber, red onion, sunflower seed, cilatro, jalapeno and dried cranberry salsa on top and warm Italian flat bread. Oh mercy it was great. I am going to try and duplicate the salsa for Thanksgiving. Its as good as my Crankey sauce I put on my turkey sandwiches.

I am fasting all week so I can eat all the things I love on Thanksgiving day.

Just Random Tuesday thoughts about friendship

Did anyone ever have a BFF? A best friend forever? It sounds so childish doesn't it? People come and go through out your life and some touch you more than others. Some touch you in a good way and some leave scars that you have to sooth time and time again. Some are there for a short time, some are in and then out and then in again. Friendship is not a static thing. Or at least it hasn't been for me. I remember my first BFF. It started in the 1st grade. I was friends with most everyone in my classroom in 1959. One in particular I played with outside of school and during the summer. We shared Barbies and did all sorts of silly things together. Then as we got older and interests changed we grew apart and developed new friends. Somewhere around junior high age. Then along came highschool and O my Lord! I sure would not want to re-live those days. I still had my friends but being the geeky sort of person that I was, I was sure not in the 'in' crowd. And that used to bother me a little. All through my university years I had friends that had the same interests as I did. Everyone was an artist. I learned to pull from within and that a BFF was really not necessary.

Throughout my years on this earth I have had the priviledge of being friends with many men and women. I never have gotten really close to any one tho because of some things that have happened. I learned NEVER to share what I may of considered a deep dark secret. Those will get used against you somewhere down the road. I still will give the shirt off my back to someone that I care about it even if they do bite me. I just don't ever really understand why they turn on me. I am a sucker for a sob story most of the time. Even tho I am skeptical of some things and in my silent thoughts I am thinking, "yeah uh huh. You are so whiny or so _____ (fill in the blank with the adjective or your choice)" , I will still try and help someone. I suppose I am trying to fix things and make everything right for the other person. At my emotional expense usually.

A thought came to me this morning. It was not an epiphany, just an observation as I tried to call someone for the umpteeth time, I am always the one doing the calling. Maybe its because I am always moving around and doing something that I am not near a phone. Maybe people don't want to bother me. OR then again maybe its because I have rubbed people the wrong way. As someone has noted to me, I do tend to say what I think. Don't ask me if you look fat in those jeans. I might tell you yes. Just like I look fat in mine.

I married my BFF 17 years ago. And that is a good thing. I could be a lonely person with out him and my family.