Strange food habits...

I, apparently, do strange things with my food.

I eat sour cream on my steak.

I must drink milk with fried chicken and spaghetti.

Speaking of spaghetti, I eat it for breakfast.

And oddly enough, my mother started all of those odd behaviors in me.

Speaking of mothers, I am going to see mine tomorrow.

I have always loved my mom but I only started to like her again in the last three years. How cool, I'm friends with my mom. Everytime something important happens and I reach for the phone to call her, it still makes me pause and boggles my mind..."I'm calling my mother! Because I want to!"

I remember I turned thirteen and she was embarrassing, then she was annoying, which turned into stupidity which grew into abhorrence. With age it matured into avoidance and then finally tolerance. And now I trip myself up everytime I think of her as friend and confidant. When did that happen? Awesome.

And life comes full circle. I am four again and my best bud is my mom.

...Fiona...