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Mmmm...Mmmm...Mmmm

I LOVE the movie "What About Bob?" It's one of those flicks I can watch over and over without tiring of the jokes. One of my favorite scenes is when the family is having dinner, and Bob just raves over every part of the meal. "Mmmm, this chicken is scrumptious."

You've got to try this. I was driving home from the grocery store today munching on a Reese's Big Cup (love those things!) when I realized that I was just chomping through one of my favorite treats. So I pulled a "Bob." Out loud I said, "Mmmm." Yes, I even rolled my eyes into the back of my head. I was stunned. The candy actually tasted different. It was something I never tasted before. Yes, I was honestly enjoying the bite in my mouth.

The experimenting began. I tried just using the vocals. Yes. I just rolled my eyes back. Yes. What a wonderful thing this is. I ate my dinner tonight this way. Wow! I've never eaten a Cuban sandwich quite like this one. I've mentioned before that I don't like potato chips. I was right. They weren't even worth the eye roll. Grapes? Yes, I never realized they were this flavorful. Dibs? Ahhh, heaven on Earth.

I'm not sure if I'm yet ready to try this trick next time I'm at Taco Bell. (But I know I will eventually.) However, I am going to keep this up. I love the sense of being in the moment and truly experiencing my life. I've been marveling this fact all day today. I finally feel at peace with God and with myself. I can't define it, but I sense the safety net I've been missing for a long time now. More on that later...

***How About An Un-Favorite Thing?***
I don't like chicken. I always feel the need to duck when I admit this because it is rumored to be the most universally accepted meat—or some junk like that. Eh, I can live without it.

I've wondered for a while where my distaste for the common poultry came from, and I think I've finally traced its roots. A few years ago, my family was gathered at Outback for a birthday party. My cousin, Rachel, kept raving about their chicken sandwich, so I decided to give it a try. I'll admit, the thing was awesome. I took half of it home for lunch the next day. All excited, I drove home for lunch, my mouth already watering at the thought of my sandwich. I took it out of the refrigerator, took a bite, and then looked down at it while I was chewing. The chicken was RAW in the middle. I'm not talking undercooked...it was still clucking. (Ooo, just had cold shivers at the thought of another raw meat experience.) Since that day, I've not been a fan.

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Rebecca Jeffries-Hyman said…
Hey girl - I'm glad I found you!! I love What About Bob too :) And BTW, you totally get it - the living in the moment stuff, I mean! That's what it's all about!
So, now I left you a comment too....isn't it nice to know that somebody is reading? Haha!

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