Some like it hot. I do not.

I don't like spicy food. I'm a wuss. Ill admit. When It comes to spice I'm a total child. Medium salsa? No way. Chili, maybe with 3lbs of sour cream. Curry? I once cried at an Indian restaurant.

When I lived with my ex the one thing we always had around was a huge jug of hot sauce. Franks? He loved it. It went into and on everything. Me, not so much. I like cheese. Not Frank.

But hey, if there was something I was good at it was compromising. Maybe. And cooking... So I didn't get mad, but I was pretty sure he couldn't taste any of my meals with the spicy abuse his taste buds had been through over the years. Still, I loved cooking and I loved cooking for him (and Franks).

I accept he liked things hot, and I didn't (That sounds bad. We are just talking about food). And although every once in a while I try spices to see if things have changed, I always end up back at mild. I'm ok with where I am. It means I don't sweat when I eat.

So Taco Salad? Ya. It's mild.

But I always have the sir racha available on the side.

Vegetarian Taco salad
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In large bowl combine:
I can black beans
1/2 can corn
2T lime juice
2T taco seasoning
1 Cup Monterey Jack cheese
2 diced Roma Tomatoes
2 sliced green onions
1/2 cup chopped red onion
1/8 cup taco/enchilada sauce (MILD or hot)
Salt
Chopped cilantro

Chop lettuce, put in bowl
Crush Doritos or taco chips over lettuce
Spoon mixture on top of chips
Add sour cream/guacamole/salsa to taste.

Serve with wine, rice on the side or more cheese. You can't go wrong with cheese people. Or wine.

Also, speaking of hot: it's almost May and MN just got 2 feet of snow. CHEERS!

Oops, guess I'm not soft enough.

Some guy once told me that I wasn't soft enough for him. 

Haha... F THAT. 

No, seriously.  That happened.   Now this is some hilariousness because I cry when watching animal planet, and Subaru commercials, and YES, the movie ELF.  I am not ashamed.

So what did he mean when he told me that? Well I'm guessing he meant he would prefer someone the opposite of the type of girl that writes a breakup blog.  Boom. Nailed it.

                                  

I suppose there are girls out there that would have tried really hard to be that 'softer' type if given the chance (what does softer even mean, seriously?), but I guess I'm not that girl.  And those girls probably like jewelry by Dr Quinn the medicine woman too, so it's all relative.  I have a lot of...hmmm.... lets call it "respect" for lack of a better word, for those that admit they are too wussy to have a girl that would do anything for love, but that won't do that.  

They say the truth is somewhere in the middle. The truth is this; you cant change who someone else is.  You can't put people in a mold for your planned life.  The only thing you can change is yourself, and if you are changing for someone else you have a problem.  I may not be whatever "soft" meant to this guy, but I won't be changing that, and thats ok.  I understand the point of dating is to find someone that fits you, that you can't live without, that doesn't make you feel guilty and defective, someone worthy of seeing your softer side.  I am so grateful to have learned that there will be a guy who loves all the things the previous guy was intimidated by.  You just never know with this crazy life, he may even love tattoos.

In the meantime, here's some stuff to bake that would really taste like crap if it were "too" soft. Sometimes you gotta have a firm base.  

And soft seems pretty boring if you ask me.

Xoxo

Gossip girl.  (Jk)