June 2011
34 posts
My bearded and long haired checker at Whole Foods told me to sit back and relax when I offered to help him bag my groceries.
I should probably just stick to blogging about food.
I used to have this image of the boy I wanted to be with in my head. It was no boy in particular. Just a boy. I knew what he looked like, what he wore, what he listened to, what he thought about. I knew everything. And he was perfect.
But now?
Every time I try to imagine this boy, all I can think about is another one.
A real one.
And it scares me to death.
Hay girl:D Love your blog:) I went Vegan at the beginning of the year but that only lasted a month:( I cut red meat and chicken out of my diet and am living a semi-vegeterian life eating fish once in a while... Your blog inspires me to begin my vegan journey once again:)
Thank you so much!!
It’s tough making the transition, but that’s awesome you lasted a month! My sister and I were actually talking about that last night…both of us were vegetarian before going vegan and both of us tried being vegan for a month and then ended up going back vegetarian for a while until we felt the time was right to be vegan.[I hope that sentence was not too confusing!]
You just have to do what is best for you and your body :]
Hey! I think a while back you posted a picture of a Subway veggie sandwich. Not sure if you know but the whole wheat bread has honey in it and is not vegan. I checked on their website. Not sure if you consume honey, but just in case, figured I tell you.
Yeah, I know it does have honey in it :]
I do not regularly eat honey [I usually use agave!], but in this case, I chose the bread wheat bread with honey as opposed to the vegan sourdough bread since the wheat would generally be healthier.
Not that Subway bread should be considered “healthy.” I am sure it has loads of ingredients.
Thank you for letting me know :]
Yes, I am a vegan who occasionally eats honey. At least I’m not putting koala bears in pies or anything ;]
“For a while today, I hated you. I hated you for being so beautiful and real. I hated you for waking up at night to find your arms around me. I hated your honesty and the way you make people relax when you are around them. I hated you for loving me unconditionally. You have called me on years of cheap emotion and cruelty that came from my fears. When you look at me and smile I no longer feel scared or feel the need to run out of the room gasping for air. You don’t make me feel like life is a waste of time and that all you get is cold sweating, dark moments in small rooms all over the world, spending time with other desperate characters who are tearing the path across the night skies of desolation. Could you believe that I didn’t know what to do with your slow, warm affection? Could you believe I was scared by your endless giving giving giving? It took me a while to be able to feel welcomed by your strength that never shows off, never brags, but just nourishes and makes time stop. The feeling of hatred passed in the time it takes for an eye to twitch, and I realized that I have to take care of myself because I belong to someone. Someone is thinking of me right now. I never doubt it. I know you will always be there. Yeah, I’m in my room somewhere. It’s freezing outside and I am exhausted. Too many things to do. Too many people to answer to all the time. From here I think of you. My body is wracked in pain and I am burning with fever. A lot of men want a woman to mother them. They get with a woman and all they do is regress to the point where you might think he might not be capable to take care of himself at all. I don’t want another mother. I want a woman. I want to rise to the occasion. I want to learn and bask in your glow. I want to protect you and do whatever I can to give you strength. There is no twist to this. I am not about to blow my brains out. You have not cut me up like others have. It’s just this. I want to love you with everything in me. I need your help because I don’t know anything about it. I am suspicious and ready to leave and hit the cold road for the frozen dawn. I am just going to trust you with everything in me. I see now that it’s the only reason to be here. After kissing you, I cannot remember what it was like to kiss any other woman. At this point I am not sure if I ever have.”
—Henry Rollins (via veganpizzaparty)
Thoughts.
I am 21 years old.
I do not eat animals.
I eat a plant based diet.
Before I eat something, I simply think to myself, “Will this help my body?” If the answer is yes, I eat it [unless I am going on my fifth apple in a day…carrots however, are another story. I eat them by the pound].
If the answer is no, I sometimes still eat it. No one is perfect.
My reason for being vegan is that I do not want to eat the corpse of any animal. Rotting flesh does not sound appetizing to me. Whether it be a chicken, a pig, or even a fish, I do not want to eat something that used to be alive. As soon as an animal dies, it’s body immediately starts breaking down and decomposing. It’s laden with bacteria. I do not want that sitting in my digestive system. Simple.
That is my choice. Eating a plant based diet works for me. It might not work for you and your body.
And that is 100 percent okay.
I do not want to shove my views on people [hey, this is my blog though, I can talk about what I eat as much as I want here
Something that really bothers me is when someone looks down upon someone else for his or her food choices. I frequent a few pro-veg forums and, tonight, I was reading answers to a question someone genuinely had about eating honey and eating eggs. Some of the people who responded to this person were hostile and seemed to think they were quite above this person for not eating eggs or honey.
It made me think.
A lot of vegans pride themselves on treating every creature on this planet with respect by not eating them and not stealing things that belong to them [ie. honey, eggs, milk]. It is fantastic to treat everyone with respect, but treating everyone with respect includes omnivores. Just because someone does not eat the same thing as you does not mean he or she is not as good as you.
The person asked about eating honey for crying out loud. It is not like he asked if it was okay to make baby seal cupcakes or kitten soup. Some of the people in the forum seemed to be appalled that he was thinking of eating honey and rudely said he could not call himself vegan anymore if he did.
I get not wanting to eat honey because it once belonged to bees. Really, I do. But to say he should not be able to call himself vegan anymore?
When I had strep throat for seven days without antibiotics because my doctor[I use this term loosely] said I had mono, I looked for ways to cure a sore throat on the internet and was willing to try most anything. I had multiple cups of hot lemon and honey water amongst other home remedies. Does that mean I am not a vegan anymore? Because my throat had never hurt so badly I decided to eat a spoonful of honey?
Sometimes I think we need to look around and learn to respect others’ decisions on foods as much as we respect animals.
Just because a certain diet works for you, does not mean it will work for everyone.
