Today I am going to try and put things in perspective a little bit.
You see I have a confession to make. Sometimes I look at this blog I call Sippity Sup as a monster that needs constant feeding. And by feeding I mean choosing, writing and cooking recipes. Imagining and producing all sorts of witty commentary. Taking TasteGawker worthy photos, and responding in an intelligent manner to all the thoughtful and much appreciated messages from all of you.
I try and turn my back and let Sup! sit here quietly digesting whatever lovely little morsel or tasty tid-bit I last threw its way.
But that’s when I hear his plaintive wail. It’s nearly a moan. It seems that I am the only one that can hear it. Because it is me alone who is able to satiate his desire…so to my ears that sob is loud and clear. “Feed me!”, he bellows in what has now become his all too familiar mantra!
I know deep inside that this is really my problem, because I sometimes allow my monster to convince and cajole me into believing that he will grow to be big and strong. In the process bringing me the promise of unimaginable rewards, luxuries, and glamour! Everything I have ever wanted, including world domination. IF ONLY I WOULD FEED IT ONE MORE TIME!
