Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sister from Holy Name Cathedral
Beautiful sister
Sister from Holy Name Cathedral at Stanley's Fruit Market on North Avenue. She was kind enough to pose for me.
Sheeba ate one of the sandwiches
Darn dog. I put a tarragon chicken sandwich on the table and came back a few minutes later to this.
Double headed dahlia
I grew these dahlias from seed. This one has a double headed flower! I have never seen that before.
Dieting vs. Anorexia
Control. Feeling in control. Being in control of my body. Controlling my weight. Those words set off a lot of strong emotions for me.
A couple of years ago I watched a movie. Requiem for a Dream. I was taking diet pills at the time, and my daughter tsk tsked and showed me this film. It was about a 20ish son who was addicted to heroin and his girlfriend. The film compared the mother who was taking diet pills to the son who was on heroin. The mother got more addicted to diet pills and kept needing more and more pills to get the same effect. Her diet doctor was uncaring, and mostly cared about getting patients in and out the door quickly. The doctor prescribed more and more diet pills for the mother, even though she showed signs of detachment from reality. At the same time, the son and his girlfriend got more and more addicted to heroin, with some disturbing scenes of the girlfriend prostituting for drugs. The mom eventually lost it, and ended up unable to talk, in a state hospital with horror stories of its own.
I still think of that movie occasionally. It had a chilling effect on me. Of course, I was in denial that it could ever happen to me, at the time. In retrospect, it was happening to me. The pills had me short tempered and nasty. I didn't even notice.
A couple of years ago I watched a movie. Requiem for a Dream. I was taking diet pills at the time, and my daughter tsk tsked and showed me this film. It was about a 20ish son who was addicted to heroin and his girlfriend. The film compared the mother who was taking diet pills to the son who was on heroin. The mother got more addicted to diet pills and kept needing more and more pills to get the same effect. Her diet doctor was uncaring, and mostly cared about getting patients in and out the door quickly. The doctor prescribed more and more diet pills for the mother, even though she showed signs of detachment from reality. At the same time, the son and his girlfriend got more and more addicted to heroin, with some disturbing scenes of the girlfriend prostituting for drugs. The mom eventually lost it, and ended up unable to talk, in a state hospital with horror stories of its own.
I still think of that movie occasionally. It had a chilling effect on me. Of course, I was in denial that it could ever happen to me, at the time. In retrospect, it was happening to me. The pills had me short tempered and nasty. I didn't even notice.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Cool McDonalds
Dig the clear plastic furniture. I love hanging out at this McDonalds. Free wi-fi, who could ask for more. This is the second floor.
Trump building coming up behind McDonalds
The Trump building is going to be one of the biggest in Chicago if not THE biggest. The hotel on the ground floor is magnificent. Want to stay there with me?
Barbed Wire
I like the way this barbed wire looks with the plastic bags that got trapped in it. This is at the Howard El station between Evanston and Chicago.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Frowning tree
I did a double take when I saw this guy. He looks very foreboding with his Cyclops eye and frowny face.
Tofu Fajitas
These were delicious. I made them tonight with packaged fajita seasoning. The peppers and onions I sauteed, then sprinkled with lime juice and reduced the sauce a little.
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