I peered in the mirror this a.m. for the first time in about eleven days and almost swallowed a tube of lipstick.
Who was that hollow-eyed scary looking imposter sitting in my makeup chair? Can someone please call an exorcist?
After peering more closely I recognized that tale-tell chicken pox scar from the 50s. Good golly. It was I.
I’m about six years away from finishing medical school, but I think I have found the secret to saying good-bye to sugar cravings – at least it worked yesterday and I’m hoping to go for two in a row. To test the theory, I attended a Valentine Party and consumed nary a bite of the gooey, chocolaty empty calories which were calling me from around the room.
I know. I know. I’m no fun any more since I became vegetarian. But I feel great and the acne has cleared up after 58 years.
It came to me suddenly. I have begun taking my daily “to do” list to the extreme.
You know you’ve crossed the line when the number one item on your ‘to do’ list is “do the ‘to do’ list.” That way I can accomplish one thing, even it’s only the making of the list.
The second warning sign is when you do something on a whim and go back and add it to the list just so you can check it off. I do both of these things on a regular basis and now I learn that such behavior may be an early sign of obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD).
Since I became a vegetarian I am always looking for new ways to prepare my vegetables.
I stumbled on this one yesterday. I’ve been making pizzas using lengthwise cut eggplant slices but all I had in the fridge was zucchini. I was really craving a pizza and cannot find whole wheat pizza crusts in this town.
This is week six of my vegetarian living campaign. I prefer to call it a “plant based diet”, and to my surprise I’ve almost learned to enjoy fruits and vegetables for the first time in my life.