Day Out - rained off
Well, my lovely OH was craving a day at home in the armchair after a very long week at work so who was I to argue with that. Well I'm me and love to row so after some stomping, sighing, and teeth baring we compromised on a quick wonder round the shops, which certainly isn't my favourite hobby (gazing longingly at clothes that a, I can't afford and b, will not fit into for many more months isn't my idea of laughs a plenty
)!
So I'm back at home, DD and OH are curled up together reading their brand new shiny comics so I've got some time to sit and contemplate.
I've been hungry today, I'm not sure why - I know I'm not going to eat so its just a nagging irritation, however the water is alleviating the symptoms quite nicely. Anyway, when first discussing plans today with OH the first thing that came to mind was a 'wet weather day'. This involves trotting of to Sainsburys and buying 'wet weather food' I would list what the contents of my shopping basket would be but I'm afraid I would be accused of Pornography again by the lovely Jane
- and I always try hard not to offend!
But it got me thinking about what an enormous part of my life that I don't have anymore. So much is revolved around this life giving 'food'. We celebrate with it during Christmas's, Easter's, and birthdays, comfort and console ourselves with it during the hard times, we socialise with it, afternoon tea, a lunch out with the girls, a romantic dinner with your OH. And it's a well known fact that chocolate is THE only cure for PMS
. I also make my memories using it - I can remember my first taste of Special K, I must've been 3 because it was when I was living in Hong Kong in the early 80's. I remember lightly toasted bread with Apricot Jam, I remember boiled rice and these are the ONLY memories I have of living in Hong Kong. Every event in my past I remember by the food I was eating, it's almost a party piece with my mum and I. She will mention a time in our life and I can tell her what we ate for dinner - my love of food certainly runs very very deep
What if I never make any memories from now on? eg Valentines day 2007 Choc mint shake perhaps? I'll never remember! (lets face it who would want to?!). What happens to the day that Evie finally calls me 'Mummy' instead of Lizzie, gone forever because of no food memories to attach it too and then hunker down into the memory bank of my mind!!
of course I will remember, but what I wonder, if anything, will fill this void? I guess only time can tell.