A Friend of Bill’s
Before marriage, I was a great first date and interviewee, I could usually get a second interview, date, or job, regardless of whether I actually desired it for my self. I was auditioning for parts, trying to get “chosen”, for and by people and things I often would not choose. Possibly, a result of never having been chosen by my mother.
That was before my loveless marriage and divorce….when my main objective was to just pretend I could give or be what was wanted and needed and be funny while doing so. I thought that making myself usable might morph into being valuable or useful. It did not. (more…)
On Saturday before Braziilian Jiu-Jitsu Class, we stopped for Chick-Fil-A( a huge treat, right?). My older son took one bite and said “I don’t like it”. Will you please make me burgerS with avocado and tomato when we get home from class? And this is how it goes. I always offer my sons foods they like, maybe not their favorites or the thing they are currently in the mood for, but never “offer” the two choices of: NO food OR whatever I provide you, regardless of what feels palatable (and with a
avocados and tomatoes. (Note: I totally get that what tastes delicious on one day may turn my