I have some pork chops with jerk seasoning marinating in the fridge that I’m going to throw on the grill later. I also made conch salad and a chickpea and feta salad that I made a few hours ahead so that it has time for the flavor to come together. Gonna serve everything with a side of jasmine rice with pigeon peas.
I was hoping that everyone would go on the boat so I could have the house to myself to do an invocation but everyone chose to stay home and go in the jacuuzi instead. Oh well.
I used to get angry when things like this would happen but I’ve learned to go with the flow recently.
We have some family over, anyway, and I’d like to spend time with them before they leave. I enjoy cooking for many people anyway.
I was thinking about how I offer my pain to Aeshma during exercise while picturing my ideal self, and started thinking about how I could possibly use that same concept with passion and Asmodeus. I don’t have a solid idea yet, it’s still just a concept in my mind, and I’m not too sure how I would do something like that. Perhaps when I formally introduce myself to him, he will tell me what I can do with it.
I’ve been the housewife today, which I enjoy. I marinated a filet mignon in worcestershire, and threw some basil, parsley, garlic, and olive oil in the food processor and slathered it all over top. I’ll cook that tomorrow, I’m thinking broiling will be the way to go.
One thing about me that seems to go against the idea of being your own God is that I love to serve my boyfriend constantly, such as retrieving him food and drinks all day. He doesn’t go get anything himself, because I do it for him. Other people don’t quite understand our relationship dynamic, but I don’t care.
I love to wait on him. I love to take care of him. It makes me feel empowered to have someone that I dote on. Without me here, he is a bit lost and probably will just not eat lol. The fact that he relies on me to take care of these things for him gives me this sense of power that aligns with the kind of goddess that I am. I am nurturing and motherly, and I love to love.
He takes care of me in his own way. I understand that he is not the type to dote on me, and that works for us. We have a special dynamic that serves the both of us well.
Maybe others don’t get it, but it’s not for them to get. It’s our own thing, and we’ve been a strong couple these last four years without it ever getting old or tiresome. We compliment each other and grow stronger each day.
I just felt the need to mention this because sometimes we try to mold ourselves into something that we are not to try and fit a certain image, but if something just works, it doesn’t matter how it may seem on the outside, so as long as it feels good on the inside.