The other day, I started reading this book about vegan eating, mainly to satisfy my curiosity about what it was. The main thing I couldn't figure out (before I started reading about it) was... what exactly do they eat, if they don't eat meat, dairy, or eggs?? That's like... 90% of my current diet. They can't possibly survive on salad, can they?
I found this book called Veganist, and it's totally interesting. She talks a lot about the health benefits of eating vegan, as well as the moral issues (which I'm not totally sure I'm buying, but whatever). Anyway, now I know what a vegan eats: Vegetables! Beans! Nuts! Fruit! Whole wheat bread! Brown rice! It actually started making me hungry just reading about all the stuff they eat that I never think to eat. Way better than salad, for sure.
I did a test on myself to see if I could make a vegan meal, based only on what was in my refrigerator at the time. It was easier than I thought. I made a sandwich with whole wh…
I have a love-hate relationship with Valentine's Day. I want to be a princess, doted on by her prince... however I have no prince at this stage in my life, so it ends up feeling like a pity party for one. My dad got me chocolates. :) Yeah!! And I bought myself some flowers. So it wasn't a complete loss.
I do love the holiday in general though. I'm a self-proclaimed "hopeless romantic", meaning that I will always believe in "the one" and "happily ever after". Valentine's Day is pretty fun and frilly and sweet. It's just a little depressing sometimes if you have no one to share it with.
Today I woke up and my first thought was, "I want to go out for breakfast."
Not my normal instinct first thing in the morning, but I figured, sure, why not? Sounds like a plan. Any place with coffee would work.
I did a quick Google search for "breakfast" in my area and decided to try Sunnyside-Up Cafe. It sounded like a tasty place to eat, although I couldn't for the life of me picture it in my head. Not surprising though, since I have zero sense of direction and can seldom picture any place in my head, let alone a place I've never been.
So naturally, as I forged on down the road into the great unknown... my inner nay-sayer started having second thoughts.
"Maybe I should go somewhere I've already been to... and know I'll like.""What if I hate their food?"
"What if it's weird there? Not my style?"
"Why don't I just go somewhere I've been before? What's so great about trying something new anyway?&quo…
I've been reading The 4-Hour Workweek, by Tim Ferriss, which is a really neat book, by the way. Anyway, he asked: "What would you do if you woke up this morning and had $100,000,000 in your bank account?" I was reading this at work, on my break, and my knee-jerk reaction was, "Well, I sure wouldn't be sitting here!" Lol. Basically, his point was, if you could disconnect making money from the time you normally spend making said money, what would you really want to be doing with your time?
So I let my imagination roam free...
(assuming that I could break the time-space continuum and not have any unwanted travel time...)
I'd roll over and go back to sleep until I felt rested. Then I'd fly to the South of France and dip my toes in the warm water. Next I'd sit in a French cafe and eat a croissant and coffee and watch the people walk by.
Next I'd take a train over to Italy and put my toes in the water there. I'd photograph the great Coliseum …