I had to put on my winter finery today and waddle across the isthmus to the co-op to pick up some food for my hedgehog and lizard. Man, that was cold. I had a hat but I did not want to wear it in the co-op on account of it was made out of a bunny. It was one of Don’s hats. He has many representing various growths on the “small mammal” branch of the evolutionary tree. Bald people need hats to survive here. That’s why they have so many.
Anyway, I hid my hat in my backpack while I was shopping. It got buried under groceries and I did not want to dig it out and yadda, yadda, yadda, I walked home hatless. So that was cold, but I’m ok. I got Lucy’s organic collard greens and Cracker’s all natural moisty cat food. My treat, in as much as you can find a treat in an organic food store, was a bag of organic figs. Figs are great. I like their texture and they’re so freaky looking. No one else in the household is even remotely interested in them so there isn’t any competition for the fig bag. I should have stocked up.
My and Don’s diet is about 90% frozen pizza and soup. Actually, Don eats at work and more than once a day so his percentage probably isn’t quite that high. Mine is though. Every once I get the urge to make some other kind of food that we will eat at the same time–a “meal”, if you will. When that happens it’s as though hunger is such an elusive and unpredictable phenomenon that there is no way to foresee a time when we will be both hungry and at home at the same time. Part of the reluctance to making such an event work might come from an overall aversion to my cooking, but I think it’s more a scheduling thing. By the time you’re hungry enough to eat another frozen pizza you don’t want to wait more than 19-23 minutes to eat something. Then it’s time to go to bed. That’s how it is with us and we’re too old to change now. I hope we’re not shortening our lives too much. At least the pets eat well.
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