The Start of Something...

I have been wanting to write about this topic for quite awhile now.  There has been a shift in me, maybe unnoticeable to some.  I finally feel free to stand up for myself and the way I want to eat.  There have been many obstacles I've had to face, which is why it took me more than 2 years to finally make the change.  A lot of the people in my life have been a force against my healthy eating, but ultimately, the change had to come from me.  I had to be prepared.  I have to be mentally ready for it.  

There was a lot of guilt for awhile.  Well, for years.  Mike loves to cook, and he loves to share what he cooks with others.  But the majority of his meals have always been meat based.  Loads of fat and dairy.  So, the issue with that was with me. Not him.  I had to learn to put myself first for a change and do what was right for me.  He isn't heartbroken like I thought.  He doesn't resent me for eating plant based.  It was in my head.  Hurdle #1....  conquered!

 Please understand...  my motivation in sharing this journey is not to persuade anyone to go vegan.  There are enough people out there doing that.  And everyone has their own journey to follow in their own time.  I'd like to share this because there are so things stacked against us when we're trying to eat healthier, and earth and animal friendly.  There is misleading information everywhere!  If I can help anyone make their transition easier by sharing my path, I will have done what I set out to do.  But please, if this does not interest you, I will not be offended if you opt out of reading this humble little blog.  

I do have to say, I do have a few things going for me that made at least my decision to go plant based easier.  One is that I never limit myself by saying things like "I can never give up coffee" or "I just couldn't live without cheese".  I guess it's that little rebel in me, but I have never cut myself off from a challenge by thinking that way.  Maybe my positivity has always won, but saying I could never do something is negative to the extreme, if you ask me.  I just don't give myself limits.  You cannot imagine the doors that open when you say yes to things.  (Reasonable things, anyway). 

 As it turns out, I didn't even give up coffee this time.   I didn't give up sugar either.  There are bigger fish to fry.  (Using that term ironically, of course, lol).

So, as I need to go on with day 23 of my plant based journey, I will end this here.  Please leave comments if this interests you.  Even if you are thinking of eating more vegetables for health, or eating to help the planet, let me know.  It will help me to stay focused.

Anonymous negative comments are not productive, so if you are inclined to leave them, go write your own blog instead!  

Thank you for reading!  Now go outside and play!

Cilantro growing in the weeds!

Beans growing in the weeds!

Kale growing in the... notice a pattern?  Could I be a lazy gardener?  :)

The victory garden...

Yesterday was a good cheat day.  Actually I had a couple of them.  I was helping out at Filomena's with the open house and I was overwhelmed with holiday spirit and ate some of the baked goods everyone had made.  I thoroughly enjoyed myself.  I didn't really even feel much guilt either.  It's the holidays.  I'm not a pioneer or a survivalist or a prepper.  The goals I have of being food secure, I have set for myself.  I can brake my own rules.  

I admit I sometimes am living in the past.  I live in this old house with all this old stuff with these old souls.  I feel like I have to preserve these things to not let history disappear.  I drive by old houses and they've been stripped of their history with their vinyl siding and plastic windows and drywall.  It hurts my heart to think of the families that lived in those old houses and how hard they worked to make that house as pretty as it once was.  The details.  

Things seem to come so easily to people now.  Everything people buy now is thrown away when it bores them.  Then they go buy more.  That's why they love those dollar stores, I think.  

Part of this food preparedness thing I've been trying to accomplish stems from the feeling I have that I lived through the depression.  Of course I was born in 1974 and wasn't even close to living in that time period, but somehow, I have a connection to it.  It could be the stories I've heard, the times we're living in now, or my old soul, but I feel driven to having that feeling of being prepared for things to come.  To be able to survive through it.

Even though this year may not be so successful, I feel like I'm on the right track.  Next year will be another summer and I can plant more.  I am going to focus on perennial plants that will just keep on producing for the rest of my life.  This fall I planted some new trees.  Another apple tree, a pear and a peach tree.  I'll plant more in the spring.  A lot of fruit trees do better if there are several of the same species for pollination.  This is an investment in the future though because it could take 3 to 5 years for me to see any fruit.  But fruit is kind of expensive.  And it's better if you grow your own.  It's worth the wait.

Blueberries are a shrub.  Anyone can grow blueberries in a small yard.  Just rip out those high maintenance shrubs that you get nothing from, and plant some food.  They flower in the spring.  Then you get berries.  

As it gets colder and I sit in front of the woodstove more, I get antsy to start looking at seed catalogs for next season.  This is my favorite winter pastime.  Of course, I always get over zealous and buy way too many seeds than I'll ever plant, it's still really fun.  Planning my "victory garden".

Until tomorrow then.  Go find yourself an adventure.