Mustard, Relish, and Ketchup

Sometimes those three things are all you need to make you happy. What? How? When you're coming out of a serious funk where nothing seemed to go right and you're hanging by a thread, your only refuge...mustard, relish, and ketchup can save the day and restore the hope.

When I was a child, I used to eat mustard, relish, and ketchup sandwiches. Ewww, you think. Not so. They were my favorite next to popcorn! I had them in a time in my life where I was innocent, young, safe, and most importantly loved. I loved those sandwiches. When things seem out of my hands, the one thing I can always rely on...mustard, relish, and ketchup sandwiches.

Faux-Friendships

I had coffee with a dear friend this morning. It's nice catching up with friends you've been out of touch with for a while. I realized something. I keep a limited amount of people I call friends - I can actually count them on one hand, and amazingly only two of them are on facebook. We spoke about friendships in this faux-friend town. Real friendships are rare. Most people like to call themselves friends because they want something. At first I was sad that I had so few friends who cared about me, but after our conversation this morning, I realized how lucky I am to have more than the average amount of true friends! The statistic in ones lifetime is to have 2 true friends. I have five, and I haven't lived a lifetime. I am a good friend to many, yet the reciprocal is not true. People in Los Angeles are used that, those of us who've been here for a while. The new folks to Los Angeles undergo a total culture shock! Everyone is selfish to a certain extent, but here in LA it's almost criminal (if not) how selfish people are. This really is the town of "unworthy egos." Everyone wants to be heard, yet very few listen. I am no longer sad about only having 5 true friends. In fact, I am no longer sad about anything these days. I've very happy with the woman I am becoming. I've let go of the girl of the past. Thanks to those five.