M. Suzanne Terry

I don’t care what Olivia Pope (Scandal.  Watch it.) says.  Popcorn and wine do not a real meal make.

Especially when I can have a nice supper, lovingly prepared, and enjoy a nice glass of Chianti with it.  I can make a big meal and have two or three servings left over for future meals.  This is a nice, standard practice.

But occasionally, I want to have a not-real meal.

The not-real meal is one of the things that doesn’t suck about being single.  I mean, maybe married people do this, too.  But it’s hard to talk myself into just snacking for dinner, so it’s something that I can’t see myself putting a lot of effort into justifying well enough to take another person down with me.

But sometimes, I just want popcorn.  I want to air pop some kernels, drizzle them with just enough coconut oil to make the salt stick, pour a glass of wine, and not think about anything but catching up on TV.

That’s what I did last night.  It was awesome.

Themes, Observations, and Lessons:

– David and Barbara know what’s up.

– Grace.  Scandalous, eat-popcorn-for-supper grace.  A healthy lifestyle allows for a little touch of this.

I’m going 31 days without eating fast food.