winsome
2007-02-07 11:01 p.m.
opening the fridge just now and staring at all the wonderfully cold, sweet liquids that has instantly become forbidden fruit because of my sudden sore throat(i bet dionne had a hand in this), i was reminded of this famous line my father once said when i was ill sometime ago.
my mom and i had been debating my dosage of cold drinks. she challenged, "do you love your body, or do you love cold drinks?"
as i was pondering this question trying to think of a way i could manipulate it and love both, my father cut in.
"she loves her body, but her body loves cold drinks!"
i couldnt agree more, ha. see, im the good guy here.
in the end, guess what drink i had?
healthy(read disgusting), but cold, chrysanthenum tea.
a beautiful compromise.
