(Isn't that a Ray Lamontagne song?)
Once upon a time, earlier this week, I was vegan. Yes, that's right, a vegan. After 1 email and an hour and 10 minute of research I decided to give up meat, cheese and all animal products. Not only was I giving up animal products but also gluten. Oh and wine. Wine for a week. $50 and a trip to Wholefoods later I was stocked up on all my favorite plant based foods and ready to go. Three whole days of veganism and I fell off the animal-free wagon pretty fast Tuesday night at a spontaneous meal while consuming Goat Cheese Lamb Ragu and a very dry Bordeaux. It was amazing, I savored each bite and I did not turn back. Am I sad I could not persevere for more than 36 hours? Yes. Do I have regrets? No.
Maybe this week I will try three more days (Ah yes, that is the Ray Lamontagne song I was thinking of) but this is an example of the "inside a box rules" I enforce and break weekly. Why is it that a gal that hates rules so much creates so many? Lesson learned is moderation but that is a lesson that takes many, many tries for this gal what is a little bit of chicken, a whole lot of chaos and all or nothing when it comes to life.
