I am feeling it a little bit lately, although I am trying to dodge and weave and can’t get ‘it’ in focus. Like the hummingbird outside the window I just tried to photograph to share with you, things are feeling kind of fuzzy. I know that if I open the front door to get a shot from the front porch, she will probably fly away so I am enjoying her and will let you imagine her vibrant green back and her tiny wings that look thick with frenzied speed while the rest of her stays steady and immobile. Apparently my steady, immobile persona still fools friends who are surprised anytime (and everytime) we eat anything less than perfectly nutritious, yet my wings are getting a bit tired with the attempt to provide healthy, real food in this culture. So my hard edges as The Food Regulator (TFR) are beginning to blur a bit.
Not to complain, but between work, graduate school, TaeKwonDo (which my son and I do together) and home and family, I am starting to wear down a little. I don’t tell you this for sympathy or “pride of busy-ness” (the 8th deadly sin),but because I am sure that many of you are similarly stretched. There just isn’t enough time in the day to do all of the cooking and gardening that I used to do and would like to do. So I have decided that a little controlled erosion is in order lest the whole mountain be undermined and bury us in an avalanche of mcnuggets, doritos and moon pies. Continue reading