Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Friday, April 4
WHERE'S THE BEEF?
At yesterday's neighborhood political meeting for undecided women the cuisine was wonderfully girly-delicious. I noticed that the first trays to empty were those with the veggies and cheeses (obviously people are still clinging to their low-carb diets), followed after a pause by the fruit platters (at least it's high fiber right?) As the evening wore on, I saw people deciding "Oh what the hell?" and hands sneaking furtively towards the brownies and cookies. All washed down with Diet Coke and wine (red or white!)
Of course, I was also paying close attention to the political speakers who were all very interesting indeed. But I couldn't help amusing myself at the same time by wondering what would be served at a similar meeting for undecided men (if such creatures exist?) Maybe sausages, nachos and beer? ;-)
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