That’s a deep subject. Ha!
I have nothing to say. It’s a good thing I don’t get paid to blog, because I’d surely be poor if I did.
Today I went to the gym; came home and ate lunch; bought some new pillowcases and went grocery shopping. Like I said: nothing.
I did get green beans for .69/lb and asparagus for $1.28/lb. Oh, and I bought Caroline an artichoke and some cookies in the bakery. Now I really am the best mom ever.
It’s not typical for a nine year old to get excited about artichokes, but Caroline is an odd duck. She’s a veggie lover just like me. We’re happy herbivores. Except, if I got really technical and scientific, we’re not really herbivores. We are veg heads, though.
If it were up to the two of us, we’d subsist solely on vegetables, bread, cheese and chocolate. Every now and then I wrestle with the decision to go completely vegetarian. When Craig is away, I always eat vegetarian, but when he’s home I eat meat. Not tons, mind you. Even though Craig enjoys things like pot roast and pork chops, he’s also happy to eat meat free meals. In order to prevent myself from becoming a short order cook, it’s easier if we eat the same thing. Although, it’s not that hard to adapt meals to appease both of our palates.
The more I eat a vegetarian centered diet, the more I want to take the leap and label myself a vegetarian. Except, I don’t really like labels and I certainly don’t want to back myself into a corner. What if there’s bacon and I really want some? What if we’re at someone’s house and they serve meat? I don’t want to be rude. And I also really love bacon.
As you can see, this is quite a dilemma.
I think for now, I’ll keep on eating my 98% vegetarian diet, breaking only for the occasional piece of salty, crispy bacon (ooh, and Cuban sandwiches!) and whatever may be served to me at another person’s house.
Oh, I almost forgot….in my post from last Friday (aka April Fool’s Day) I actually did put a little April Fool’s joke at the end of my post. I wrote: ” Time to put tonight’s dinner in the oven: pot roast!“
No one caught on. Boo hoo for me.
I guess I’m not as clever as I think I am! 😉