Home is where MY heart is....

I've heard it before, we all have... "Home is Where the Heart is." What exactly does it mean? I guess it is up to the interpreter because for years I thought it meant one thing, but now... I completely understand what it means and its different then I thought. How did I get to this epiphany? I felt homesick for a year, at least. All because, my heart has been absent. I realize now that home does not have to be your living quarters, place of residency or dwelling, whatever you choose to call it. I live in a place that is NOT my home. Don't get me wrong, all of my stuff is here, even Joey Bag O' Donuts (which is the one thing that makes it feel enough like home to keep me here) but it's just not home. And I'm not just talking about this condo, I'm talking this city, this state, my state of mind! Now I'm done.... I am ready to go home.

So raise your glass (if your reading my blog I'm pretty sure I know who you are and the chances of you having a drink in your hand is good) to me finally having the guts to follow my heart home. To be with the most amazing person, who has given my heart a safe place to go. To have my family with me, old and new. To sunshine, baseball games, and lazy days on the couch with the air conditioner cranked!

Dorothy was right.... "there's no place like home!" Cheers!!!

Happiness is a Peanut Butter Sandwich!

I know that they say you should eat 5 small meals a day (and don't forget the exercise) to maintain your optimum weight but my nighttime hunger has turned into what could potentially be a very bad habit! For the past week now every night after dinner I get this craving for a peanut butter sandwich. Now, I could understand this if I was eating like I did when I was young and poor (ramen noodles, mac and cheese, frozen burrito - you get the picture) but I'm not! I am eating full meals consisting of meat, vegetables and a starch. So why the constant hunger? Am I going through a growth spurt? That seems completely insane since I am rounding the corner on 40 but what else could it be? I had the candy craving for a while and thanks to Dave at the Health Food Store and some carrot juice, I have that under control. I'm actually scared to think about what he might say if I go back and tell him that I don't long for sugar babies any more but I have to have a peanut butter sandwich every night. And it's not just your ordinary PBJ - it has to be creamy skippy peanut butter and welches grape jelly on a tortilla. I have almost decided that I need to step outside of myself and not try to dissect my behavior and just roll with it - I mean, aside from a few pounds (which I could stand to gain) what could be the harm?