Morning Blather

Food is a way to MOTHER myself. My mother's food was poisonous to me as a child. I really thought that was a mother's job, to poison her children. I remember when I was five years old thinking When I grow up I will poison my children too.

The other day we walked to do our chores up Cass Ave to CVS and over Mendon Road to JOBLOT - and back home on Diamond Hill Road it was a 4.6 loop. I LOVED it.

If I get vigorous exercise (running and swimming) my appetite is not insane if anything it diminishes. This is due to a chemical released by the exertion. But when I walk Lily our walk is not vigorous, it stimulates my appetite but the fridge is out of reach. I LOVE my appetite but I like when it is reasonable so I can fit into my clothes. I have had many times when I have no appetite because I am depressed or in a dance mania phase. Either way it's ungrounded. Balance, balance, balance.

Last night I had supper with three librarians and it was delightful.