"Eating food... how annoying"

A while back, two co-workers were talking about how eating food was annoying.  Annoying.  I needed an explanation.  They said they wouldn’t eat if they didn’t actually need the nutrition – it was boring and time consuming to eat (even if already prepared for them).  One wished there was just a pill or something she could take and skip the whole eating business.

How can people like this exist??  I love to eat, and not just for nutrition.  In fact, long after I’ve received sufficient nutrition I still want to keep eating.  (I believe this is true for MANY of us.)  I just want to continue the experience.  Sometimes it’s about enjoying the textures.  Sometimes it’s for the flavor.  And when both worlds come together – oh have mercy.

I think I appreciate individuality well enough.  But to think of eating food as being annoying?  That’s just plain weird.

Mom & son email banter

Email conversation with my son this afternoon:

Me:  “Please mow the lawn this afternoon since you won’t be home tomorrow.  I would REALLY appreciate that!”

Son:  “sure thing”

Me:  “You’re the best!  :-D”

Son:  “i know”

A few hours later…

Me:  “Did you have a chance to mow yet?  It’s looking gloomy here like it might rain soon.  Does it look like rain there too?”

Son:  “yes i have already mowed and man it is raining cats and dogs over here”

Me:  “Well don't catch any cats or dogs because we don't want any pets - especially ones falling from the sky!  :-)”

Son:  “aawww why not (man i better find somewhere to hide this little puppy). no need to look in my closet in when you get home.”



What did you hear?

I think it’s funny how mishearing something can completely change your understanding of things.  What you heard and reality could be entirely different!  (No wonder there are conflicting eye-witness testimonies of the same event!)

Yesterday evening my son and I were in the car.  I observed a beautiful sunset in the rearview mirror so I said, “Wow, awesome looking sky!”  My son noticed that I was looking in the rearview mirror so he turned around to look.  He apparently didn’t see what I saw and looked at me confused.

I said, “You’re not impressed??”  He looked again, then back at me and shrugged – clearly still confused.  I said, “Hmmm, maybe it’s my angle because I just see the bright colors between the clouds and not the rest of the sky.”  My son suddenly laughed and said, “OH!  You said ‘sky’ not ‘guy’!”

I cracked up.  Did he really think I was commenting on an awesome looking guy??  He said when he first looked there weren’t any cars even near us so he couldn’t figure out who I was looking at.  And then I was surprised that he wasn’t impressed??  HAHAHA!!!  I’m still laughing.