Mountains

My daughter says I am a mountain climber, that I am not happy unless I am tackling a huge task. Hmmmmm, is she right?

Let's see.

I am moving my business during the holidays. I haven't moved salons for ten years.

I am in the middle of twenty back decompression therapy treatments. I go at 7:45 a.m. five days a week. (It seems to be working, thank God- literally!)

Five and one half weeks ago, I stopped smoking. I also stopped abusing alcohol. I have a couple a couple times a week, at the very most. I am not coughing as much and my wino tummy is significantly reduced!

I have reconnected with my first love, my Lord and Savior and am learning to live from a loving Christ-centered perspective, instead of wandering around aimlessly and fearfully.

I just found out our homeowner's insurance will increase to $4900 a year. Two years ago, it was $795 a year. I will begin the fight to find a more reasonable rate.

So, doesn't it seem about time for me to take on a new project? Why not go VEGAN right before the holidays?!

Okay, this is what happened. I go into the breakroom and one of my friends is reading the SKINNY BITCH book. She and I share enthusiasm for eating like Peter Rabbit. I read a couple of lines and chortle over the sarcastic humor of the authors and decide some more such amusement would help my stress level.

Oi. I was not prepared. Chapter Four, "The Dead, Rotting, Decomposing Flesh Diet" shook me up. Chapter Six, "You Are What You Eat" knocked the air out of me. And Chapter Nine, "Have No Faith: Governmental Agencies Don't Give a Shit About Your Health" finished me off. (BTW, for those in Europe, you don't have the same issues. You don't have the animal cruelty and pesticide and preservative problems we have in our "progressive" U. S. society!)
So, the cover was simply a front. Using my vanity, the authors hoodwinked me into the true intent of their book, which was to save my life.

"Hey, TT, I am reading this great, funny book. Wanna read it after me?"

"Sure HG. I always love to read what you read."

I love my husband. Next day.

"I stayed up half the night reading. HG, I have to tell you, I cried over Chapter Six, 'You Are What You Eat.' I feel so bad I ever ate one hamburger or one chicken wing. We live in a barbaric country and I have been a part of it."

He has been a beef addict. Any time he came up missing, all I had to do was drive to Wendy's and there he was, salivating over his ninety-nine cent piece of a dead cow.

See why I love him? What a heart. This is as big as me quitting smoking and not getting loopy every night.

So, I went to the health food store today and bought every soy and veggie meat substitute I could find. Y'all please pray for his taste buds. He is really being a great sport.

And we have both been cheese addicts, ice cream nuts, eggies, the whole dairy bit. (Chapter Five, "The Dairy Disaster")

I have eaten vegan before. I got really thin. Not sick looking. Yeah, I was the Bitch, the Skinny Bitch!! It was fun. I could eat mountains of the approved foods and not gain an ounce and felt GREAT!!!

But this was a lot to throw at TT, right before the holidays. Hey, I get tired of climbing mountains alone!