I’ve been fretting all night (well, not really) about how to tell you all about this. I decided the only way to do it, is bluntly.
Last night I ate a piece of proscuitto.
Don’t hate me!!!!
I’d like to say it was a weak moment, but really it wasn’t weak at all and I just wanted to eat it so I did. I hope my actions don’t upset anyone too greatly—I never promised I would stay away from meat for the rest of my life when I said I was becoming a vegetarian last spring. I think I just go through phases….sometimes I want it and other times I want nothing to do with it. I think that’s normal (I hope?). In all honesty, eating what I want and not putting rules or guidelines on anything is what makes me the happiest. I think all girls need to listen to their body and give it what it wants, not punish it because you set a rule for yourself. I think I always lacked the real strength in the matter….even though I didn’t eat it myself I always thought in the back of my mind, “yeah those chick fila nuggets are sooooo good”. I don’t condone how the animals are treated at all but I just love food so much, and have made it such a vital part of my life (hell, I paid 40 grand to make it a vital part of my life!) that I don’t find I can limit myself to anything right now. Deep down, and anyone who knows me knows this, I love all food. I love gourmet food. I love stinky cheese in paris and ham and cheese sandwiches from street vendors in the latin quarter. I also love tofu. And tempeh. And beans. But…sometimes I love a homemade burger made by my dad with real wisconsin cheddar cheese melted on top. And I love raw vegetables and soymilk too. I think theres a balance to it all and no one is right or wrong or less of a person depending on their food choices. Eating meat is not going to make you fat as eating tofu is not going to make you skinny. Eating everything you want in moderation, exercising and surrounding yourself with people you love will make your life better and longer though and I think that’s what we need to strive for. It’s not a competition as to who can eat the healthiest. It’s about each individual and how they make themselves happy because you are all you’ve got.
Okay. That being said let’s move on to breakfast.
I broke out the dusty egg poacher from the cabinet and made two perfect poached eggs atop Erin’s homemade bread that she brought me from the bakery. I had cherries on the side with orange juice, then later an espresso as I sat on my couch and pondered how to tell you all about last night’s endeavors.
Today is my day to get everything done because I work tonight (picked up an extra shift for tips!), tomorrow and the next day before I leave for Tampa on Tuesday night and then to NC on Wednesday night. I’m going to clean, do laundry, make soup, read and do yoga. Speaking of yoga, my arms are incredibly sore from the power yoga class I did yesterday from the website I told yall about! How about that?! So often we feel we can’t get a good workout unless we are in a gym. Millions of people in the world don’t go to the gym though and still manage to exercise. We just need to step out of the box!
Enough deep, random thoughts for Sunday morning. But first, think of this as a little blog exercise. It might help. Take out a piece of paper (or write it as a comment here) and think of 10 things that make you really, really insanely happy. So happy you grin like you’re four and you just got a chocolate sundae. No particular order. I’ll go first:
1. Raspberry-Rose sorbet from Paris
2. The mountains
3. Eating pizza with Ryan
4. Cooking with my mom
5. Crepes with nutella
6. Barnes and Noble
7. The Nordstrom’s shoe section
8. My home
9. My moleskine journal
10. Writing until my hand aches
What makes you happy?