| The Accident |
 Posted by Angel · Thursday, September 04, 2008 |
| I talked to my mother today and I was asking her to read from my baby book. It seems as though I was really intelligent. I started talking at a young age. I was potty trained at about 16 months. Many months before my birth my mom was given Valium for stress. When I was 2 years old I fell down the stairs into our basement which was a lot of steps about 18 to 20 foot down to the bottom. I was not taken to the hospital, they just told my mom to make sure I did not fall asleep. I guess by the next day I looked like a "raccoon" my mom said. I guess that means I was all black and blue from the big fall. --- Fuck! No wonder I am crazy. --- On a good note: I am becoming better friends with the chef at Jacumba Hot Springs Restaurant and today I finally ventured in to have a specially made grilled veggie burrito, from what I could tell it had carrot, onion, rice, mushroom, avocado, and few other things I am sure. It hit the spot! |
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| Posted by alicia_frieberg · Monday, June 08, 2009 |
| Funny, how many conversations with you...no matter what they originally started with...many times often turn to food topics. It's like many of the circuits in your brain like to all turn towards the overactive FOOD part of your brain. Kind of amusing, really. |
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