When I told my partner that I would be fasting today. She said “I won’t make that Pad Thai tonight then. I’ll make something else that the boy will like.”
I briefly imagined the potential of Pad Thai. Have to admit that I was a bit sad. But that was a couple of hours ago… now I look over at a half empty glass of cool clear water and things have gotten much more difficult. Why?
Bacon. Apparently thoughts… a picture of Pad Thai in the mind’s eye is NOTHING compared to the smell of bacon.
My partner is making breakfast for lunch (something that happens on weekends here in this house of abundance) and the smell of bacon has crept into my office from under the door on the proverbial paws of a cat… awakening my automatic dictate; “Go Eat!”
But here I sit… dear friends… inhaling the smell of bacon… awaiting a response from out there in this busy world. From someone with the XP to help.