Kitchen/Models

Today I'm grateful for my kitchen.  It's a nice kitchen.  Appropriately sized for what my house is.  Decent counter space, LOTS of cupboard space, a pantry, a normal-sized refrigerator, a good dishwasher.  Yeah.  I like it.  I made dinner and a dessert today in my kitchen, and most of the time when I cook in it I find myself being grateful for it because even though it is a rather humble kitchen compared to what a kitchen can be nowadays, it is nicer than many I have cooked in.  It's great to have this because it makes it so cooking is not a chore.

Tonight was the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show which is pretty much my favorite thing on TV each year (well, I guess it could be a close tie with my Lakers kicking ass in the playoffs).  I love it because I love lingerie, I love Victoria's Secret, and I like seeing all the models and the fun outfits they come up with.  It's just great to me.  But as I was watching it I was thinking, Man, I wish I was a glamorous model.  Then I thought, wait a second!  No I don't.  I mean, I guess that'd be cool.  But there are so many great things about not being a glamorous model (bear with me here).  I am not subjected to the scrutiny of millions of eyes on every part of my body, saying I'm too-this or not-enough-that.  I'm able to eat what I want and not worry if I gain four pounds.  And I'm not surrounded by a life of superficiality.  So you know what?  I like being me.  I like my life.