Day 26 - Have a Dinner Party

Today I almost blew it.  Seriously, totally blew it.  Remember how I said I was worried that I'd fall off the vegan truck and it would back over my spleen, and then I'd eat every animal product in sight?  Today was that day.

I can't remember if I've mentioned it here or not - sometimes I forget what I put in my blog and what I put on Facebook instead - but I haven't been sleeping very well for the past few weeks.  Mostly it's because it's been so bleedin' hot.  And then...there's this guy.  Novels could be written about that sentence, no?  Anyhow, I go to bed, I start to doze off...and BING! My eyes pop open and I start thinking about stuff that I can't do anything about.  Then you get into this vicious little cycle where you go to bed, KNOWING that you aren't going to be able to sleep - so, in fact, you don't.    Sigh.

And don't tell me to go to the doctor and get drugs.  I don't have time.  My doctor is 30 miles away, and is always at least an hour behind. So a simple trip to see her blows at least half a day.  Plus, I'm horrible at taking any kind of pill on a consistent basis.  Ask me how many Vitamin B-12 tablets I've actually taken since I bought them last weekend.  Also ask me how many kids I have.  There's a pattern here.

Anyhow, I tell you all this so that you will understand my fatigue level of late.  It's high.  And today I got HUNGRY.  Not just a little, "oh, I think I have a craving" hungry; I mean, "if you want to live, you will step away from that hot dog" hungry.  I ate the second half of my vegan restaurant meal from last night for lunch today, and that worked for a while...and then it wore off.

By 4:00 today, I had every intention of coming home and eating an entire can of Nalley's Chili, possibly without even removing the lid entirely from the can (or the can from the can opener, for that matter).  What saved me, you ask?  The Boy.  For dinner, The Boy wanted a pb&j.  Can you believe it?  I didn't have to cook anything, so I didn't go near the pantry and therefore didn't open the chili.  He ate his sandwich and went off to his buddy's house (buddy has a pool, you know) and I went to Subway and got a Veggie Delight sub.  Crisis averted by a 12-year old.  We live to be Vegan for another day.

Refocused and re energized, as for 2 days now, I've eaten more than pretzels - let us consult The Oracle. 

"Invite a non-vegan friend or couple to your house for dinner this week. Spend time today researching recipes and deciding what you will make. Either make a few vegan dishes for them to try, or make an entire vegan dinner... from start to finish!"
Sarah Taylor. Vegan in 30 Days: Get Healthy. Save the World. (Kindle Locations 550-551). Kindle Edition.

Well, it's the week before payday, so unless they bring their own food, there won't be any dinner parties this week.  I do, however, have every intention of preparing a completely vegan meal next week for The Boy and I.  I have NO intention, however, of telling him what he is eating.  I shall let you know how it goes.