No Vegetables For Me Please

No Vegetables For Me Please

Broccoli is a vile weed.

I do not think it’s what I need.

Why make me eat it, mom and dad?

It tastes awful.  It must be bad.

Are you sure it’s “good for me?”

That is too hard to believe.

How can it make me big and strong?

With flavors like that, you MUST be wrong.

Maybe we can try something new to eat,

And not food that makes my stomach retreat.

How about serving something less green?

Then let’s forget this vegetable thing.

We all probably had that one vegetable or certain food that we absolutely hated when we were little.  Our parents told us to eat what we were served or we wouldn't grow up big and strong.  Things like that.  Maybe we grew up and our taste in foods changed and we matured enough to eat healthier and a wider variety of things.  Maybe not.  I'm in the maybe not category when it comes to certain things.  Broccoli being one of them.  I will eat it, but only if I had to.  I'd prefer it raw and not cooked.  To me, when broccoli is cooked, it just makes it taste more disgusting.  And not to mention, incredibly smelly.  Did you know that broccoli causes gas?  There's just another reason as to why people shouldn't eat it.  And let's not even discuss how it "tastes good" with cheese on it.   :-P  I think of Newman from Seinfeld yelling "Vile weed!" as Jerry gets him to eat some broccoli.  I feel the same way.  There's also some funny memories from a college psychology class that I took with my friend, Aislyn.  The teacher brought up broccoli for some reason during discussion.  But, that's too long of a story to tell.  :-P  Thanks for reading my poem!  And remember to eat your veggies!

Bunion

Bunion

A big bunion
is never fun
when you're the one
who has it.

I do apologize for the weirdness of the poem and how random it is... and maybe the picture.  :-P  I just haphazardly made it up and had to share.  And yes, it is my own foot in the picture.  Lovely?  I think not.  At least my toes were painted in the picture.

I had a bunion on my foot.  I had it since I was in about the 7th or 8th grade.  I've always been a little self conscious about it.  It has also made finding shoes that fit properly extremely difficult.  Only in the last two years or so has it started to cause me pain that is more noticeable.  I played sports in high school so I always assumed it was pain associated with that.  But, it's definitely not the case.  It's also gotten bigger in the last few years as well.

I went to the podiatrist and it's something that will only get worse if I don't take care of it, so therefore, I'm having it surgically removed.  Unfortunately, he did say that this is a procedure that I will probably have to have done again later on in life when I'm in my 40s-60s.  :-P  Not yay for that.  But, oh well, I've got knee problems too and I'll probably have to have those replaced.  Oh the joys of getting old.

Anyway.  Bunionectomy.  Should be interesting an interesting recovery time.  This was what I was doing on Friday.  I was having my bunion removed.  Things so far have been going well.  Pain isn't too bad.  I've just got to have my foot elevated with plenty of ice and rest to go along with it.  Hopefully I'll be back to being normal soon!  I promise more poetry will come your way too!