recipes and the short sneeze

It is not Thursday night, but it is the beginning of May and I am looking forward to better days.  Food is a constant source of agony and struggle.  Not only do I love different foods but I'm allergic to them, too.  It makes life a pain in the nose, stomach, throat and yes, it is a pain in the a_, too.  But, I'm trying to combine spirituality and creative eating.  Not just eating but cooking, cleaning and baking.  I would like a functioning home and hearth.  Not just a wish for it but a have it.  I'm not a domestic cat and find much more joy in the absurdity of things.  I like dark comedies and dark chocolate.  But, these days, my health relies on much more than those things.  (and the health of my other half and our animal babes).  I find the pompous sort go on about how life will come to you if you are good and 'in love' and yet we don't have children.  We only want a life.  It is constantly eluding me.  Even a more spacious yard and trees.  Why do the small dreams elude me?  Something has got to give.   I've decided to go full city.