I should talk. I eat dramatically terrible and don’t pay much attention to my own health needs. Right now, I have a chest problem that’s only persisting to aggravate my daily living. I believe I’ll be okay though hoping it’s just something minor where I don’t have to go under the knife or something like that. I think all around I eat pretty damn good when I’m at an overall eating high. I have a tendency to indulge in the overall environment. Who wouldn’t? The excitement of being around food is self fulfilling. Yeah exaggerating can be a little drastic here but it is nice to go out every now and then because you’re not having to deal with cleaning or preparing a meal. I have a love for a lot of fast food restaurants. I’ve indulged in practically every single one out there. I really love Ivars and Skippers food in particular. I make it a special treat to go there like once every six or so months. That is some special grub when you’re eating fish sticks, fries and the ever infamous clam chowder. Oh and the yummy soda.
The thing is that as I aged I have to be careful where I eat. I mean it has to be in close proximity of within my own home. The aging process does eventually catch up with you. There are some things you just can’t fully enjoy like you used to. Greasy foods along with milk just doesn’t say give me more than usual anymore. I just get the worse damn diarrhea ever. It’s rather embarrassing when you only eat a little when you’ve always been the one to eat five times more than everyone else. People think you’re trying to watch you’re girly figure or think you’re sick.
When in all reality, you have to watch out what you eat carefully because
a. you have a long drive home
b. you know the volcanic reaction of your stomach or
c. you’re unsure quite yet of other peoples food unknowingly what COULD happen. When you’re with someone for quite a long time you get to know you’re eating habits always shopping for certain foods. Oh my…the pleasures of getting older. Practically everyday we have a salad with whatever meal we’re going to eat. I enjoy almost every fruit out there. I enjoy bananas, pomegranates, cherries, nectarines, peaches, plums, apples (golden & red), mandarine oranges, strawberries, blueberries, huckleberries, tomatoes, lemons, pears, apricots, coconut, pineapple, grapefruit as well as any others I forgotten. Oh not to forget the carrots, cucumbers, lettuce and potatoes. Vegetables are a little harder for me to indulge in. I sure enjoy cucumbers though. Those are my faves. I’d have to say my weakest downfall when it comes to food is soda with chocolate of any sort. Not the two combined but for some dumb reason I have to have either two. It’s like an addiction of some weirdass reason. Just awhile ago I had a strawberry Charleston Chew. In the fridge I have a Diet Coke. We had a half garlic chicken pizza with David’s half on the other side. Reno’s pizza here in Goldendale is delicious. Being warm out of the oven wasn’t too impressive for me because of the thin crust. Later, when I had another piece cold from being in the fridge was super delicious. They make the best garlic pizza. I’d recommend it to anyone.
Food is amazing. We can’t live without it by overindulging for simple pleasure or just pleasing your appetite. I used to bake a lot way back when. My favorite thing in the whole wide world is cinnamon rolls. No one in the world makes cinnamon rolls better than me. No one. That is a 100% guarantee. Because of this baking talent, I’d experiment all the time with different type of new something. Experimenting on my family was easy. They would almost all the time love what I’d bake. Especially my mom who loved to have homemade foods made from the heart. I was never really good at making stuff like macaronis and cheese or any type of homemade dinners. Mom specialized in that area. Even to this day I’m not really an expert in that area. I tend to stick to soups or anything you warm up in the microwave.
Quick and simple is usually my philosophy. It’s rather lazy really. Honestly, there’s so much work in to making and preparing a meal. You have to first decide what you’d like to eat. Even if you don’t have the available ingredients available you need to go to the store getting everything you need. If dishes are all dirty you have to do dishes before you even combine everything together.
Just to make sure you don’t burn or undercook anything you have to keep a close eye hoping for perfection. When it’s all done you have to decide what you’re going to drink with your meal. Finally, who is going to do the dishes becomes WWIII. All in all, you’re talking a headache or either exhaustion. Some people take great pride in preparing a meal. Me, I stick to the basics of what’s simple. What do we have to work with and go with that. No need to make an all day event.
I was walking up to the observatory late this afternoon. Very beautiful walk. Surrounded by trees galore with every hint of fall in the air. It was pretty cold so there were numerous fireplaces going. Going up this hill is no wussy walk. You’re going up one mile of nothing but uphill mania. Being curvaceous doesn’t have its downfalls. I work hard for this great figure of mine. Now with my uneven chest it kind of sucks. I have one c cup and one d cup. It’s rather weird looking. I have to stand a certain way to make them even. The walk was wonderful though. I sweat going up enjoying every struggling breath along with sweat pouring out my flesh. I find it scientifically rewarding with breathtaking results. The thing I like the most is I’m fighting future heart attacks, diabetes or maybe even cancer. That’s just to name a few.
I’m not particularly a health buff striving to be a model look alike. I strive for a healthy life. It just happens I get some exercise in the whole process resulting in this Greek goddess figure. Alright I’m a full figured chick but I love my body. Okay I’m exaggerating a little but honestly I do feel comfortable with myself most of the time. I don’t need six pack abs to hold my head up tighter. All I need is my beautiful smile to accentuate everything else about me. It also helps that I’m well in tuned with my own feelings never needing to starve myself, hide myself behind make-up, puke up food along with numerous accounts of crazy shit things women do. Also helps I was born with good genes thanks to mom and dad. Now I feel like I’m gloating. I’m not. I just appreciate beauty along with self confidence. Ahem, which many lack resulting in poor behaviors or attitudes. Those are the ones who cry out more yelling louder. That’s when people like me doing the hugging saying they are ten times more beautiful when their true selves come to be. Just open your heart by following your true grit with love, kindness and a new open confidence. It helps. It really helps to have an open mind with common sense. I’ve always enjoyed those who are not only honest to others but themselves as well. I’ve met many in my day who appeared to have a beautiful book cover but as you read more in the pages you discover the plot is deceiving.
That’s why I play into the Native American stereotype of being shy withdrawing from society. Really, I find too many out there who share this common mistake of very nice cover. I tend to draw myself away from others way too often. Many call this unhealthy. I call this cautious saving time from opening up to an exhausted novel. I find many Native Americans do the same thing. They’re all shaking their head now and laughing in total agreement. This has no discriminating factors AT ALL. It’s just an overall observation of humankind itself. Speaking of which, people sometimes close the doors to so many cultures out there. It’s not even funny. The world was given this melting pot of love for a reason. That’s what I believe anyways. There’s no way you can exhaust eating different type of foods, enjoying different traditions, endless rhythmic music chants, challenges of language barriers or even religious communications. Sadly, some suffer from torment from stereotypes. All Native Americans drink, African Americans are drug dealers, Middle Easterners are terrorists, Asians are slant eyed, Latin Americans eat beans and so forth. One can go on explaining the this and that’s of the huge melting pot of ours.
So much more is behind every single one of us as individuals. Speaking for Native Americans out there is a prime example. No one can tell a story better than the Native Americans out there. That’s so true to anyone who has heard a Native American. The truth, beauty held within the storytelling is the magic behind history, tales, family life, hunting/fishing traditions, literature, poetry and general talk within itself. I’m very proud to be Native American.
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