Of bellies

My mother used to say, "Better a poor girl's belly burst than a bit of good food go to waste." However, I cannot always live up to that. Like today.

I make good chili, of course, but even so, I don't want to eat it for days. There's not much of anything I want to eat for days. You know what I mean.

So today I determined to have chili for lunch and chili for dinner. Then I wouldn't have to have it tomorrow or the next day.

It was difficult, actually impossible, and I simply could not eat two bowls of chili, even 3 1/2 hours apart. Not that there was anything wrong with it, just that I thought my belly might burst.

So I quit eating and had to throw out about half a bowl of the stuff. It gave me pause. I thought of my mother. I thought of people who don't have enough to eat. I am pretty sure that someone, somewhere would have been grateful for that chili. Too late.

Sorry, Mama.