The Journey

Good morning all. It's Thursday and Journey Day!

I always like commenting on my journey as a writer. And inevitably it ends up leading to my journey as a person as well. I am now a professional blogger and I just posted my second blog about pizza. I really love pizza (had some last night for dinner actually). I think writing about pizza inspired me to eat some. Though it doesn't take much to encourage me to eat pizza--that's a 'twist my rubber arm' scenario.

There's not much else that I wouldn't want to live without (I'm talking about food and drink here). Green tea perhaps, muffins, a good filet mignon now and then, scallops, champagne, stuffing...OK maybe there's more than I realized once I started thinking about it.

Despite all that I'm not a big food person. It was only when I was pregnant with my son that food tasted amazing, I mean I cannot describe how wonderful food was when I was pregnant. (If food tasted like that for me all the time I would weigh 300lbs for sure. Food was magnetic.) Now, food tastes good, but regular as it has done all my life except about 6 blissful months.

But pizza has always been, and still is, my absolute favourite food. Served hot right out of the pizza oven, luke warm when you go for the second piece and cold out of the fridge first thing in the morning--it's all just sooo good! No matter how you slice it (sorry I couldn't help the silly pun) pizza is food created by the Goddesses.

Thank you Goddesses, thank you for filling my life and belly with your scrumptious creation (as I wander down to the fridge for a piece of Hawaiian)!