I tidied my kitchen table up on Friday and gave it a wipe down – it’s amazing how dusty it can get amongst all the crap it accumulates over the week but it’s back to being a bit junky again because I’ve got a freelance project on and my kitchen table is my desk. I also cooked a meal in the crock pot yesterday and took it to a friend’s place who had a knee operation this week and has been house bound. We ended up staying the night and slept in after indulging in some delicious sparkling red.
Today after we got back from my friend’s and then the farmer’s market I whipped up a carrot and broccoli soup that my son says he absolutely loves but he decided he didn’t like this batch after I took this photo. His is still on the kitchen table but I promise to tidy that up before the week’s out. It wouldn’t do to have that still sitting there on Thursday evening would it?
Notice how I cropped the photo a bit to cover up my untidy table this time? I guess that’s generally what I do on this blog and amongst all but my closest friends, that is I don’t share all my imperfections. Who wants to know everything about me that’s flawed, or that I perceive to be flawed? When people ask how I am, I’m fine thanks. Only rarely do I say I feel like shit, or I’ve had a crap day.
But despite all my imperfections I manage to put healthy food on the table (even if it’s not always appreciated), I manage to have good times with my friends and my son, I’m pretty healthy, and as I get older I’m learning more about myself and what I might like to do to make myself a better person.
Like Kate from Picklebums I also don’t like photos of myself, and like Kate, I’ve also put one here because – imperfections and all – this is what I look like. Sometimes I do wish the camera would lie and take a few pounds off and smooth up the skin. JJ took this one on our outing to Port Adelaide last week. You must all get sick of just seeing photos of my son who is much more photogenic than me which is why I exploit that here.