14.2.14

Feburary 14th

I remember when I was pretty little, 4 or 5 I want to say, I used to say "Happy Valentime's Day!" Then, my grandma gave me a book about Valentime's, and I loved that book, but I looked at the cover and thought, "That's not right, it has an 'N' where the 'M' should be!" I recall asking one of my parents about it, and they corrected me so that I now knew that it was Valentine's Day. I've never liked it as much as how I used to say it.

So, Happy Valentime's Day!

13.2.14

Sharing

Generally speaking, I am not very good at sharing food.

I don't really know why this is. If you ask me, chances are I'm more than happy to let you have some of my food (unless it's like, my birthday steak at a restaurant, in which case I might be a little hesitant). But in general, I don't usually offer to share my food. When I think about it, it seems kind of weird. I'm not concerned that I won't have enough to eat -  thankfully, I have plenty of food in my house, and it's not like I'll be going hungry if I give you one of crackers. I never had a time in my life when my next meal wasn't a guarantee, so I'm not reacting to a difficult time in my past. Why am I so weird about food? Is anyone else secretly like this?