I've discovered something strange about myself since coming to school (a pretty broad statement I know). It's about my eating habits. When I lived at home, mom did the groceries (or at least she made the list for groceries) and the food that was in the house was there for the eating. I used to be a picky eater growing up, but I'm not so much anymore. I'll eat almost anything. Now when I go to store I'll see something (like peaches) and say in my head, "I don't like those." But then the next week I'll come back the the store and see them again and say, "peaches sound good. I think I get a couple." So I'll buy some. Then when I am sick and tired of doing homework, I'll walk to the kitchen eat a peach and be amazed at how delicious it was, then come tell you. So I don't really get me. How could I think that I don't like peaches? They are so yummy!
...speaking of peaches, I saw A League of Their Own for the first time this weekend. Good movie. Their baseball team is "the Peaches"
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I can't do peaches. Something about a hairball. But I've discovered in the last month that I love nectarines. Oh, and I don't mind frozen peaches, like for smoothies. I love the flavor, but I just can't do the texture very well.
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