i'm my own negligent hippie parent
since i got the car, i’m forcing myself to quit take out, which leads me to this:
i’ve eaten two servings of organic microwaveable mac and cheese for dinner. i don’t even know if that counts as food. i know after 9/11, a lot of people were eating comfort food like m&c (as it will henceforth be called) but i did not as i always associated it with latch-key kids, daycare and general bad parenting. (i ate a lot of mashed potatoes and broccoli as that’s what i grew up on — besides meat, which is out of the question.)
anyway, as i continue to consume this calorie-filled, nutrition-free dinner i can’t help but wonder why my priorities are so out of wack. then again, at least i didn’t order vegan thai.
update: i’m following the carb fest with pre-sliced (by me!) celery sticks. they don’t really have nutritional value either, but they do have fiber. and i like how they taste. and then i will knit an organically-grown wool blanket. can wool be organic? i guess i’ll find out another day.
