An interesting thought for today; I’ve mentioned it before but when we get together for our life group we have a potluck dinner. everyone choses something from a list of what to bring, we generally have 2 main dishes, a side dish or two, salad, bread and dessert. A few weeks ago everyone commented when I made calzones and was sick w/ morning sickness really badly and i journaled on that then. the past few times one couple has supplied a main dish and once had some pasta w/ shrimp or something I think and then tonight shrimp and steak kabobs. the irony is the women in the couple who offers to do so is allergic to shrimp. She cant even touch it or touch the utensils that have touched the shrimp. So her hubby does the shrimp part and she the other ingredients. Everyone raves about their food, it’s always so good! Yet she cant even enjoy it! i made this chicken corn chowder recipe and I cant eat corn and didnt end up eating much of dinner at all except bread and dessert (mmm peanut butter pie that my best friend made). It made me question why we do what we do for others. Why do we feel compelled to go out of our way to make things we know others will deeply enjoy when either we cant enjoy it due to health reasons or we just plain dont like it? it’s ana interesting thought, it all comes down to motives I guess. i just think it’s so cool that she would make something she knows others enjoy so much even though she knew there was nothing in it for her, she wouldnt even get to taste one bite of it. Indeed I know what I made was because I thought it was a good cool night potluck type of food and turned out everyone loved it but I knew full well I wasnt going to eat it, I went expecting to eat whatever else everyone else brought but turned out there wasnt anything appetizing to me other than bread and of course dessert. I mean I know I’ve heard it said that if the chef wont eat it then something must be wrong with it but in some cases it just might be that the chef enjoyed seeing others enjoy it so much that they were satisfied enough. I just think it’s neat the sacrifice she made to prepare tonights part of the meal. I dont know, made me kind of understand why everyone keeps being amazed at me for making the things I do when I cant enjoy it, guess it gave me a little perspective. I guess I didnt think much of it when it was something I did just because it’s what I do, but to look at someone else at wonder the same things they do about me gave me something to think about.
yesterday other than being tired I wasnt feeling that bad. then today I threw up before Dean even had Caleb to school. I was quite sick right before heading out to group tonight and even considered staying home. I wish I could figure out what makes some days so bad and others not so bad. I’d love to figure out how to beat this morning sickness and throwing up. I was just thinking it was getting a little better, then today it’s back to being horrible again. At least the peanut butter pie made my day much better! who needs real food, the baby can thrive and grow on ice cream and cookies and pie right? 😉
sorry if some of this post isnt coherent I’m really not feeling that grand and should be in bed….I cant figure out why I cant think straight must have something to do with my eyes not staying open ….
