SELF ANALYSIS: Pills

I am normally not a taker of pills, except for vitamins, and I do take eight of those every day. Long ago I was on Elavil, though I now can’t remember why, but it made me fat and mellow, and I stopped using it because I found I didn’t care; truly didn’t care about anything at all. Never would be sad, and never could be happy. Just mellow. And for the same reason that I rarely drink anything but wine or an occasional Bloody Mary, and never much; because I don’t like the feeling of being out of control. Mild depression is more readily helped by natural methods. Tonight I used stuffed shrimp.

After living on only cupcakes for two days, and a slice of bread and cookies prior to that, I needed something special to get me back in the mood for eating. Amazingly, I’m healthy on an odd pattern of eating that I’ve had all my life. I love good food. I usually make heavy meat and potato and vegie meals for dinner every night and gorge myself because it’s also usually the first food I’ve eaten all day. But it also seems that I eat in cycles that follow the seasons, or my mood.

Not many people keep filet mignon and jumbo shrimp in their freezer, but I do. You never know when you’ll need them.