I hope everyone is enjoying a lovely weekend. I can’t believe it’s already Sunday afternoon, so I want to make this quick and enjoy the rest of a lazy day.
I spent all of yesterday working to clean up and paint some boarded-up, abandoned buildings. The “after” shot reminds me a theater set.
The reason I wanted to share this, besides me thinking it’s pretty cool, is that I’ve noticed a difference between the way the friends I volunteer with and other people deal with the way I eat. I see a lot of folks writing or talking about how they get grilled or chided for what they do (or don’t) eat, and I rarely experience that. I’m thankful.
At the end of last week, I got together with some old college friends for dinner. I chose the restaurant. We all had a great meal (more on that coming soon) but one of these girls started questioning me about my nutrition. I giggled to myself, thinking how lucky I am that a girl I’ve seen maybe five times in the last ten years is so concerned about me. And I resisted the urge to question her about her nutrition from her meat and bread sandwich. She even requested they leave off the tomatoes.
That’s such a big contrast to my friends, family, and Alex. New people I meet don’t bother to ask why I brought a sandwich when there was free Papa John’s. We’ve talked about it once, and that was enough. Plus, after we cleaned up, we went to Findlay Market’s Biergarten and there were party trays with snacks. I enjoyed something no one else wanted to try – pickled Brussels sprouts!