But here’s a little something about me before you read on…I like natural beauty. And I also like writing about over-looked stuff. IN PARTICULAR. How I think things should be. Because I don’t see myself as a chef nor Dr. Ruth.
THE ODDS ARE BACK
Instead, just a kid in a candy store liven on the sugar rush! Always timeless. A bit tempting. But most of all EASY.
Incidentally, I pack only the essentials. No hint of glossy or glazy. Not even a side hustle. Because this blog is perfectly curated for staying hydrated with humor, creativity, and ideas…mine. So, step away from boring. And welcome to the new center for reveling treasures in your relations. And riches for your belly.
Because every now and then, we gotta eat. And as I’ve never been one for playing favorites…here goes something!
I’M ODD and fearless..
I grew a small garden with success. Then I grew a larger garden with more success. And I learned a lot as I went. Before long I felt that relationships like gardens are never made in the shade. Instead, both are never quite finished works of art. Or perhaps they’re just in need of some better bits and pieces.
So, think of this as a culture club of sorts. That digs in with both hands…as well as feet! Because SOUP & SEX is the perfect mixture between self-assured and no-nonsense. In fact, it’s like 52 shades of HELLO!
So, double dial S for SOUP & SEX. Then get odd.
Perhaps, It’s not that easy. But it can be.
So, relax. And read the following passages of “MY IDEA.” Because it’s like the day the rainbow came back. And you will be tickled pink. For this ride is unforgettable.
MY ODD WORLD, MY ODD WAY…
As I started down this path, I began thinking. And I set eyes on a million opportunities to get every reader involved. Not a craze mind you. Instead, law-abiding SOUP & SEX…
Oddly enough, I’m getting the band back together.
So, back at the garden, I’d fuss over every plant with anticipation. Then muddle over how to prepare all my gains. As time went on, my soups got yummier. My garden began to shine from day till night. Oddly something was missing…
My lover asked to lend a hand…I said, ” YEAH, get a cutting board and knife.”
The more he helped. The tastier the soups got. As well as quirkier ways to show the love.
AND THAT’S HOW SOUP & SEX BEGAN!
I SAID, “HELP ME?”
HE SAID, “ALL RIGHT.”
So, I said, “Hey after this let’s get racy.”
He said, “SHOLY.”
I said, “Nude wrestling?”
He said, “WOWSER!”
I said, “You’re the boss.”
He said, “YOU ARE…”
…and the list went on.
I then began realizing that soup and sex blends very well together. So, like a good ambassador. I’m sharing this stuff. So, get ready to sing its praises.
Because…
“A little imagination can go a long way. And perhaps you’ll never be cold again, either.”
