Unless I pretend that this is a confessional booth, there really is not much to write about, but it is out of habit and to prepare myself to go back to bed, that I do. I have to wind down from the excitement of having visited Facebook and all the other blogs and find spend some time in contemplation of what the last 24 hours have been like. I do have to add, though, that nothing really important happened and that the time passed quickly without me really being very much aware of it.
I did the grocery shopping yesterday morning after I watched all my favorite cultural programs on television, because I decided that they were too important for me and that I did not want to miss that quality time in order to get to the store while it was still relatively quiet there. I do need my once a week fix of culture. It is important that my curiosity gets satisfied and that my mind gets challenged. I may not like everything I see and hear, but I sit there with an open mind and ready to be convinced.
Because Tyke did not like the dried dog food that I had gotten for him, I very carefully picked out a new kind and hoped that he would like it. I had made a shopping list of everything I thought I would need and that included getting Gandhi's favorite food. In the end, it turns out that my dog is a much more finicky eater than my cat. Tyke thinks he only likes food that I am eating and I do not want him to get into the habit of being a dog that eats leftovers. I do want him to eat a balanced diet and considering the fact that he is a bit overweight, it is especially important that he eats healthy food.
I ate all the vanilla custard and goat yogurt yesterday, which is a habit I have. It is a treat to myself whenever I have gone shopping and it agrees with me so well. It's the kindest food that I can eat and I thoroughly enjoy it. In the past, it would put me into a stupor, but I do not have that problem anymore. I very often take Tyke for a walk afterwards and it helps to settle everything in my stomach. I also bought Bami Goreng, which are spicy Indonesian noodles, and I am especially looking forward to eating them after my gastric band has been emptied some on Monday morning. It should be easier for me to eat them then.
Tyke likes his new dog food very much and I am so relieved that I found one that he enjoys eating. It is the only kind of food that he will be getting from now on, beside his dental sticks. Those really do work and his teeth have gotten cleaner and his breath smells good. He gets one a day, although he wants more of them.
Today is Mother's Day, although I am trying to ignore that fact and reminding myself that it is only a commercial invention.