Item 1. The key to a great eggbeaters omelet:
I am a meat eater. If you can wrap it in bacon, I'm down with that. So in my latest quest to reduce saturated fat and my LDL, I've made a big move away from such things. But I needed something to take its place. Enter sauteed mushrooms and roasted red peppers (from a jar). Each omelet begins with a spritz of olive oil flavored spray and some sliced mushrooms, diced red peppers and usually some chopped/roasted vegetables from the night before. I'll also throw in some herbs, fresh if I've got it (Bick brought me a whole bunch of fresh herbs yesterday). I'm a volume eater and this omelet is big and very filling, usually with a serving of vegetables and tastes great. Oh, and I'm not adding any salt either. I have had some great luck adding GOOD smoked paprika. Seriously, it's great stuff. Not the kind that grandma threw over the top of deviled eggs for some color. Hie thee to a bulk spice place and buy just a thimble-full of good smoked paprika. It makes a difference.
Item 2: Bick
We had a great time yesterday. He bought his new freezer (why that man needs a freezer, I'll never know, but he's always been committed to having a freezer). He looks great and seems to be doing well. He looks healthier. He said he was losing weight, he thought, but since I took my scale, he doesn't know for sure. I had to laugh, as he said he calculated that he had been consuming 20K in booze calories a week and was now replacing it with 10K worth of ice cream. He's going to meetings and is sober. I didn't ask a lot of questions, as it is his business. We shopped and hung out for a while. He brought me some herbs from the garden and some more okra from the the garden/freezer.
Other than that, I don't know that there is a status. We obviously adore one another - that was never in question. Neither of us are talking a shared future, which is sad. His recovery is the most important thing right now. I'm under a lease and I've begun to look at houses. Nothing has to be decided today. It is my wish that our paths bring us together again, but I am still concentrating on my life and my stuff. I've got time and it is that time, coupled with actions that will tell if there is a we. The idea that there won't be a we makes me sad, but it doesn't destroy me. I'll be okay and it is my hope that he will be, too.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Love enough to let go.