Yesterday, I had a minor surgery at a hospital in St.John’s Wood.
It was a routine surgical procedure and it seemed to have gone without any complication. Thank god.
Still, it was not at all comfortable for me and even Hubbie, who accompanied me to the clinic, was wincing every time he caught a glimpse of what was going on on the surgical bed. Honey, I was the one who was undergoing pain, not you. He explained that he didn’t like seeing me in pain.
On our way home, we drove around the north side of Regent Park…
The rush hour was starting already and the traffic was building up.
Above us was a sky, sporting the gradation of salmon pink and turquoise blue. Also the moon was floating behind the trees with its edge dreamily fuzzy.
At home, I was still feeling strangely light-headed because of the local anaesthetic I received (I was given a lot!), therefore, wanted to eat something soothing & cheerful for dinner.
How about waffle? And lots of berries and banana? And tons of maple syrup?
Oh yeah, that sounds like exactly what I need…
Mmmm.., it tasted heavenly.
Hubbie and I, both piled on our waffles with a heap of colourful berries and drenched them with maple syrup. The sweet aftertaste was washed away with a mug of tea, of course.
I read in the tabloid sometime ago that I would have to give up all sweets if I wanted to preserve a youthful complexion. Allegedly, sugar was an archenemy of anti-aging, the article stated. Apart from the fact that my youth probably has left the building already, will I be able to face the rest of my life without any sweet treat in order to stay looking youthful? The scientist behind the theory discouraged us even fresh fruits because it contained too much sugar. I am very sorry but the lifestyle he is suggesting is totally impractical for me. Eating is a joy, not a sin. How my social life would be if I could no longer join my friends for afternoon tea or cocktail? Would the life eating raw vegetables and meat without sauce or gravy make me any more attractive? I think not.
I might have done an irreversible damage to my complexion by eating a plateful of fruits laden & maple syrup drenched waffles for dinner but it was an enormous morale booster. I felt being soothed and loved. Other than Hubbie, what else can give me this kind of warm calming effect when I am upset? Sugar! Sweets! Cakes! Chocolates!
And one more thing…
Mr.B, of course…