Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Then I realized I was playing stupid games, with myself and others. I do not want to be that kind of person.
I highly doubt anyone say what I originally had here (let's face it, my following is not that big). If you did, you probably saw the pettiness inherent in its words. I hope you do not think less of me for that momentary lapse of intelligence.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I love cheese. Vermonters make good cheese. Not only do I not feel guilty about eating it (yes, I've read all the vegan literature), but I actually feel guilty for not eating Vermont cheese.
I mean, the stuff rocks. Not just the Cabot stuff (Hunter's Favorite Seriously Sharp is the best), but even the artisinal stuff is amazing.
I know what it's doing to my insides. I try to leave it alone; really I do.
But it's soooooo gooooooood!!!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
When do you stop listening to what your heart is screaming and start listening to what your head has been quietly droning on about? And why do they always seem at odds with each other?
Perhaps, when you reach the point where your heart just hurts so much you want to rip it out of your chest and throw it against something, maybe that's when its time to listen to your head. Then again, maybe it's because you were listening to your head that your heart hurts so much.
And now my head hurts....
If I started walking right now
I'd be home for dinner
Maybe that 15 mile hike
Would help me come to terms with things
Or at least come to a course of action
Either is good
I get jealous of those
Who can just drop everything and run
When things get tough
When you've spent your whole life living up to responsibility
Turning tail and slinking out the back door
Is braver than sticking around
And mucking through the ever-growing pile of shit around you
Monday, February 16, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Not the "oh, I stayed up too late" tired. Or the "man, I had such a good time last night!" tired. Not even "that was the worst night of my life" tired. I am at that place where it doesn't really matter how beautiful a day it is, how many things are going my way, or how nice everyone is to me.
The well is dry, so to speak. I've got nothing left to give.
This short little vacation (which starts at 5:01pm today) couldn't have come at a better time. I desperately need to recharge and this trip to Florida is just what the doctor ordered.
Right now, my greatest fear is that it won't be enough.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
I can't say as I blame her. I know there are many out there who have been able to give up meat cold turkey (tofurkey?) and never look back. They don't miss it; they don't like the smell of it; the very idea of it roils the stomach and leaves them nauseous.
Well, I want to be that voice that says to everyone who is wrestling with this concept: "being a vegetarian is hard!" It is especially hard for those of us who grew up in agricultural settings, who "know" where their food comes from. I put it in quotes, because often times the idyllic farms we know (especially here in VT) don't adequately represent the mass production scale of the factory farms out west. There can be a dichotomy: you buy the steak thinking it was raised similar to Uncle Ed's steers. It never occurs to you that it lived (and died) horrendously out in Idaho somewhere.
So, to all you newbies and all of you struggling with the difficulty of being vegetarian, I give you my own personal reasons for being veg. Maybe you can relate to them, maybe you can't. But I think it's important to have another voice saying "it's hard, but it's doable".
- My heart. This is the main reason I went veg. I think only one or two people on my dad's side lived passed the age of 65. There is a genetic predisposition on that side for heart issues; one I inherited. There is also a direct correlation to the amount of meat you eat and heart disease. For me, I like living more than I like meat.
- My weight. A few years ago, I lost 40 pounds. I did it very unhealthily, relying on frozen lean cuisine dinners and highly processed food. Vegetarianism allows me to maintain my current weight without feeling deprived.
- My health. Learning about vegetarianism made me realize how much processed food I was eating, and how bad it was for me. I have stopped consuming so much (although I will not say I avoid it altogether).
- I feel better. I must say, I don't feel as slogged down as I used to.
- The environment. By not eating meat, I am lessening my carbon footprint on the environment. Raising mass meat for consumption is using up our resources at a faster rate then almost anything else. Do the research on it.
- The animals. They deserve a better life than what 95% of them are getting. It is one thing to be respectful of the animals you are raising for meat; it is quite another to look at them as expendable objects that have no intelligence, feel no pain, and deserve nothing.
As you can see, animals are on there, but not at the top of the list. In the end, only you can decide your reasoning for becoming vegetarian. Everyone is different. Some people may never give up fish; some people may continue eating meat and only do a few meatless meals a week. It's all good. Each choice you make makes for a better you and a better environment.
The point is, make a choice. Don't be mindless. If you want to eat meat, go ahead and do so. Just be informed about where it came from, what is in it (hormones, various -cides, etc) and how it lived/died.
You have a choice with everything you put in your mouth. Make it an informed choice.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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