diet

I am a lousy blogger lately. My posts go on Facebook or Twitter or the LiveJournal account I keep only for close friends and family, so I never see you. As of right now I've decided to come here first instead. It doesn't need to be about schooling. You can have my photos of crafty projects, funny kid blurbs, and angst about what we eat. That's why you read me those four years ago when I had a popular blog, right? Expect a slew of oddly irrelevant posts, then. For example...

Recently, I've been persuaded not to eat a store bought cookie for breakfast every morning.

Hold on. Hang on. I do make my own cookies. It's just that my kitchen has not been cookie enabled lately. But if I explain that too this post will go on forever. Let's just say, I usually start the day by shoving sweet baked goods into my mouth and sometimes they're baked in a factory. I only feel guilty about the factory bit. There is absolutely nothing wrong with a cookie made at home.

This morning I was going to NOT eat the cookie. I would have protein. Maybe I'd have some fiber. I dutifully left the cookie where it was, ate some flavored vegetarian meat substitute (which has just as much of the factory evil on it, I know, but baby steps), and I sipped some of the store bought, prepackaged iced tea I treat myself to when stress flows down like manna.

I knew the iced tea couldn't be a good choice, but I only had a little. I have to have something cold in the morning. Wakes me up. Then I can have real hot tea.

So there I was, factory foods ingested, making real tea from herbs with honey for myself and the eight-year-old. I watched the milk swirl in the blackness, thinking it looks like galaxies forming. I thought of how tea is always sacred no matter who is drinking it.

Then a much less meditative thought formed in my head. I read the wrapper of those factory cookies. They have eight grams of sugar per cookie. I looked at the label of the iced tea. It has seventeen grams of sugar per serving.

Ha! So much for having a sugar-free breakfast.

The good news is that there is so much room for improvement in my diet that I can pretty much go in any direction and get better.