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Missing My Maple Syrup
I thought it was going to be kind of fun to slice my lime in the open air surrounded by tree's.
Date: 8/28/2005 6:14:27 PM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 1464 times August 27, 2005 @ Morning
When I woke up in the morning I was greeted by my daughters cheery morning smile and her desire to read a book titled, "in the Forest". I smiled back at her and obliged her request. Afterwards we got dressed and headed out side to meet the day--my seventh day of fasting.
I thought it was going to be kind of fun to slice my lime in the open air surrounded by tree's. I went about setting up to make my breakfast. Cayenne Pepper, table spoon, 1/8 teaspoon, lime, knife, cup--"Where is my maple syrup?", I yell to my husband.
"Maple syrup? I don't know." He answered plainly.
Now believe it or not no fight ensued. It wasn't his fault. I forgot to set it out on the counter, I forgot to put it in the cooler. I slumped down in my camping chair. I was so hungry. So far from home. Doomed to drink plain water the rest of the day or cancel our fishing plans. I bucked up, but not before the ugly face of serious irritability showed its face for a while.
My husband fished off a rock near a stream, the baby and I played with rocks, and eventually we all waded in--the baby in her birthday suit. We had a great time (hunger pangs and all).
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