It’s 6am - Where is your passion?

It was a beautiful grey dawn and I had been awake since about 3am and I laid there curled up with Highlander enjoying some broad shoulders feeling safe, some old song looping through my mind.  For a quiet moment we were the only two people in the world - and I was the only one who knew it.

My hair is growing in gray. Highlander says he likes it this way - it really truly is dreadful.  He kisses me anyway.

Highlander is studying astrophysics for fun and shows me the calculations sometimes.  It’s a bit over my head honestly.  Delta? What the heck is delta?  Pi?

As I lay there unable to sleep thanks to the 3am adrenaline rush (happens when you have very naughty blood sugar - the body releases moderate to huge amounts of adrenaline to get more glucose in the middle of the night)…and I had the following idea…

Imagine it’s a Mad Max kind of world - Thunderdome maybe, and into the arena are all of today’s top alternative Health stars - -like Kevin Giani, Dr. Marcola, Gabriel Cousins… etc. etc.  They are given 24 square miles of wilderness with one mandate:  STAY ALIVE.

“hmm, is this water quadruply purified?”
“If it isn’t sulfurized spring water, forget it - I’m not drinking it.”
“I bet its contaminated with all kinds of harmful chemical pollutants”
“”we could drink rain…”
“That too is NOT pure enough.”

“Okay men, lets head out….where do we find the Vitamix?”
“Vitamix?”
“Come on…they wouldn’t put us out here without at least a Vitamix Blender for survival - that would be inhumane!”
“Yes - okay first lets find the Vitamix then find some greens - lots of them!”

“We’ve been looking all day and I have yet to find Jicama or Gogi berries!!!  No SUPERFOODS!!! Those monsters!”
“Jicama? That’s stupid - I’m looking for bottles of supplements, particularly K2 because along with boron that’s what my body needs.”
“K2? Why not ferment some milk? yum Kefir..”
“Dairy? Honestly - you expect me to CONSUME DAIRY??? Are you trying to kill me?”
“What about some kind of foreign sounding milk like Oriental Yack”
“Oriental Yack milk? That’s a SUPERFOOD.”

“All there is to eat around here is all these damn rabbits”
“Yeah, they’re to blame for there not being greens to eat.”
“Hey, here are some dandelions”
“Great, lets eat them raw!!” chew, chew chew - several hours later still chewing
“yum” stomach growls
“Yeah, this is so much better then cooked rabbit - I’m sure this is exactly what ancient man did until we perverted his ways with unnatural cooking, seasoning and yucky common food like Potatoes”

(by day 5 of course they would all be trying to kill the bunny and cook it while eating any roots, berries and greens they could find and blithely drinking the water.)

Around 5:30am I woke Highlander up with a kiss.

He grinned at me and folded me into his arms.  Things were just about to get interesting when the neighbors started banging on the ceiling and carrying on.

How do they know?  I wonder not for the first time.

Don’t you dare stop! I threaten Highlander who can’t stop looking rather smug and triumphant.  We lay in bed laughing and giggling like mad until its time for him to go to work.

We’re always laughing.  (Well, when we’re not fighting).  I have such an odd imagination and peculiar sense of humor and from the first moment we met have been making quirky jokes only we would get.  At some point he calls me a “Cod” as in a fish and we make silly fish jokes forever.

One of these days the neighbors head will explode I’m sure of it.  I hope I’m not around to see it.

They’re worse then any parental over sight or over baring instructor I’ve ever had in my life.  In my most intimate and personal life they invade ever vigilant — it’s like having your personal stalker and judge right down stairs.

It’s 6am and they have no passion … wait are they?  Yeah they are… that sets Highlander and me over the edge laughing.

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