Tuesday, September 18, 2007

My foot is just an extension of the gas pedal--

As I ride in this sleek machine.
The car feels like magic--
bending the continuums of both space and time to its will,
to my will as we surge through the dry, crisp air.
The car lunges, the car purrs,
the car holds me close to its chest as it leaps through the air.
We are not late, we are not even early--
we simply drive.
Sometimes, when I'm stuck behind a slow car,
I feel the car echoing my discomfort.
Its engine seems to whimper at me, Why?
Ssh...we'll fly again soon, baby, it's ok...
And we do.
Did I mention it corners on rails?
Did I mention I feel ten years younger driving that car?
(That would make me, like, 14, so quit checking out my rack, you dirty old men/women!!)
Heh...I don't know why I'm pretending to hate my age lately; I love it.
I will love 33 even more because it's a double.

Last night I was getting settled into bed, so ready to be ready for sleep.
It was nearly midnight.
When suddenly, I was overwhelmed with the need for peanut butter cokies, the kind with the Hershey's kiss on top (in Maine we called them Mt. Katahdins, but I'm sure it's just a local thang).
I simply HAD to have them.
I fought the urge for a while, then made my way to the kitchen, drenched in resignation and drowning in exhilaration.
Indicentally, my dad calls the accelerator (on the car) the exhilarator...not on purpose.
So, the recipe was found, the cookies made, and the mess cleaned up in just under 30 minutes.
And the cookies scratched my itch, so I could sleep.
Fortunately my therapist said this morning, "So tell me about the weight loss."
He had noticed I was losing weight (!!!!!) and was concerned that it was due to depression or something.
I happen to eat my way through depression, thank you very much!
I assured him that I would never
be "too" thin.
Peanut butter cookies, anyone...?

Also talked to my beloved Sh. today.
We shared each others joys and stories and she even made me cry once.
It was gooooooooooood.
Today was therapy day, it seems!
Mr. Teddy Bear Therapist, then Sh. The Glowing Ball of Love, and then even a dash of retail therapy--because I needed....a...couple....of...things....ahem....
Not to mention the best therapy of all--
Mr. was gone for a one-night business trip, but he'll be back in an hour or so and I'm going to surprise him with the cowboy hat I bought for him...and, given my intended presentation I imagine that'll turn into some delicious sex therapy!

I tell you what, when powerful souls send you powerful energy it tends to shake your whole world into orbit.

Ok, time to go pretend to supervise my kids' hyperactive friend who's here playing...


Pules said...

Your Volva does that?!?

For some reason those cookies are the some of the only ones I don't like. Too bad for me I guess.

I used to have a cowboy hat but my dog thought it was a good cure for boredom.

That is all.

Mona Buonanotte said...

We called 'em "Peanut Blossoms", 'cause they sorta kinda look like a flower. And there's some weird karma going on here, 'cause just last weekend, Sergei and I were telling our kids about the wonderful peanuty-chocolately goodness of them. I guess now we'll have to make 'em!

Did you, uh, "Ride 'em Cowgirl" with Hubby?

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Bud said...

Peanut butter in damn near any form is the answer to mental health problems, the tonic for world peace and I bet you'd drive faster too if you ate one of those cookies while motoring.

Lisa said...

No, Mark, not the Volvo...Mr. got a new (used) car. It's a C-class AMG Mercedes--built for the Autobahn (sp?), baby!!! And I steal it whenever I get the chance. As it turns out no one else in MY house likes that kind of cookie either! oh well.

My evil pllan did not work, Mona--by the time he got home we were both tired and a little sick.. bleh. Make those cookied, girl!!!!

Dangerous plan, Bud---I would probably end up blacking out from the sheer joy of it!!!

Dick said...

If you haven't yet tried a Reces' Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard from Dairy Queen, go try one. I love them but fear they are not low calory and I am trying to loose some weight. That would be a good thing for a fast food chain to develop. Something like one of those Blizzards that still has the taste but is low calory.

A car that handles the road in a way that you don't even realize you have turned the wheel to go around turns is indeed fun to drive.

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