WHAT'S FOR SUPPER??
Is it just me?? Most of the time when it's time to eat, I just can't figure out what the heck I want. Is this a "getting older" thing? I've been choosing what I want to eat for 53 years, so now I'm running out of ideas, or what?
Here's the scenario: my stomach gurgles and lurches around inside me, or I start getting a headache, until my brain finally picks up on the fact that if I don't eat soon, I could (*gasp and God forbid*) loose some poundage or worse yet, perish. Once in awhile, I'll already have a "hankering" for something specific to fit the bill, but most times, I wander into my kitchen and then start the frustrating Dance of The Hungry. I start by opening my fridge, and stare at all the ingredients in there. That doesn't work, no inspiration there, so I start opening my kitchen cupboards, and stare at the ingredients in them. Then follows a huge sigh, and more grumbling from my stomach. (the closer it gets to the food, the more it feels the need to be fed ~ kinda like when you're out somewhere and you really gotta pee bad ~ the closer you get to home and your toilet, the worse your bladder feels the need to be emptied)
What is that sheeite, anyway?? Must be a scientific explanation to that or something.... or maybe it's all psychological.
Anyway, the cupboards didn't work, so now on to the freezer.....maybe there's something in there that will jump out at me and say "eat me! eat me!" Nope, that didn't work either, so back to square one, and start all over again with the fridge. Does this only happen to me??
My biggest complaint with all this is that all I have in my house are INGREDIENTS. Nothing already made up and sitting on a plate, to be only pulled out of the fridge and unwrapped to be eaten. You know, like you see on television or in movies. Those people all seem to keep meals on plates in their fridges. Not me though.......nuh uh.....I only have ingredients, which means I have to COOK something if I wanna eat. Pffftt!! Well I'm too lazy to do that a lot of the time. I don't wanna be Chef Boyardee, I just wanna EAT!
I think one of the things I would do if I was rich is hire myself a personal chef. They could live-in too, and maybe double as a chauffeur and pool guy/gal. I don't care, just so long as they cook all my meals for me ~ nice and healthy, but delicious too. That way I don't have to make decisions, I only have to eat the damn stuff, you know? When my stomach says "EAT. NOW.".....I just have to ring my little dinner bell (cuz when you're rich you always have those, right?) and my personal chef will stop cleaning the pool and run right into the kitchen to make magic for me. Sounds reasonable enough, right?
*Sigh* Well, as I'm not rich and don't own a pool or employ a personal chef, I guess I'm off to stare in my fridge for awhile. I figure if you stare at the ingredients long enough, they'll eventually get creeped out and make themselves into something useful to eat. Times like this is when I say "Toast sounds good......" I can make toast better than any chef anyway. Lord knows I've enough practise. Light peanut butter on low-carb toast, anyone??
Hope you all have a tasty dinner tonight, and until next time, take care of each other, and PEACE to you!
Love Jude
Here's the scenario: my stomach gurgles and lurches around inside me, or I start getting a headache, until my brain finally picks up on the fact that if I don't eat soon, I could (*gasp and God forbid*) loose some poundage or worse yet, perish. Once in awhile, I'll already have a "hankering" for something specific to fit the bill, but most times, I wander into my kitchen and then start the frustrating Dance of The Hungry. I start by opening my fridge, and stare at all the ingredients in there. That doesn't work, no inspiration there, so I start opening my kitchen cupboards, and stare at the ingredients in them. Then follows a huge sigh, and more grumbling from my stomach. (the closer it gets to the food, the more it feels the need to be fed ~ kinda like when you're out somewhere and you really gotta pee bad ~ the closer you get to home and your toilet, the worse your bladder feels the need to be emptied)
What is that sheeite, anyway?? Must be a scientific explanation to that or something.... or maybe it's all psychological. Anyway, the cupboards didn't work, so now on to the freezer.....maybe there's something in there that will jump out at me and say "eat me! eat me!" Nope, that didn't work either, so back to square one, and start all over again with the fridge. Does this only happen to me??
My biggest complaint with all this is that all I have in my house are INGREDIENTS. Nothing already made up and sitting on a plate, to be only pulled out of the fridge and unwrapped to be eaten. You know, like you see on television or in movies. Those people all seem to keep meals on plates in their fridges. Not me though.......nuh uh.....I only have ingredients, which means I have to COOK something if I wanna eat. Pffftt!! Well I'm too lazy to do that a lot of the time. I don't wanna be Chef Boyardee, I just wanna EAT!
I think one of the things I would do if I was rich is hire myself a personal chef. They could live-in too, and maybe double as a chauffeur and pool guy/gal. I don't care, just so long as they cook all my meals for me ~ nice and healthy, but delicious too. That way I don't have to make decisions, I only have to eat the damn stuff, you know? When my stomach says "EAT. NOW.".....I just have to ring my little dinner bell (cuz when you're rich you always have those, right?) and my personal chef will stop cleaning the pool and run right into the kitchen to make magic for me. Sounds reasonable enough, right?
*Sigh* Well, as I'm not rich and don't own a pool or employ a personal chef, I guess I'm off to stare in my fridge for awhile. I figure if you stare at the ingredients long enough, they'll eventually get creeped out and make themselves into something useful to eat. Times like this is when I say "Toast sounds good......" I can make toast better than any chef anyway. Lord knows I've enough practise. Light peanut butter on low-carb toast, anyone??
Hope you all have a tasty dinner tonight, and until next time, take care of each other, and PEACE to you!
Love Jude
posted by Jude at Monday, July 25, 2005
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