I have a relative who has a soft spot in her heart for animals. Especially rescue animals. She has had animals for as long as I’ve known her, all from the shelter. She also seems to have taken a special interest in our dear LG. To the extent that I heard she has gone shopping for LG (whereas she had not done so for the other kids in the family – but I don’t believe this last part).
Another relative, upon hearing of this shopping interest, sort of made a comment to the extent of that she (the soft-hearted one) needed to get her own life. And it was bothersome to me, because maybe that IS her life. That is, having a soft spot in one’s heart for the innocents (abandoned, abused, or neglected) is not a bad thing to have. It’s called feelings.
Get a Life.
BTW, this food menu thing is a total drag to keep track of. So far, I’ve identified that I live on a) coffee, b) Asian food, and c) leftovers
Sunday Dinner: fried chicken, mac salad, cookies
Mon
B: coffee, almond croissant
L: leftover something or other
D: Chinese: fish claypot, cashew chicken, rice
Tues:
B: coffee, thin mint cookies
L: Tai Nam Gan (Vietnamese pho) and Cafe Sua Da (Vietnamese Iced coffee)
D: clam linguine (planned)
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