If you are anything like me you are armed to the teeth with healthy living inspiration books and cookbooks. I do want to eat what is right for me and does not make my body or the earth sick. Much like learning a language however, I have somehow convinced myself that going to the bookstore is enough to set me on the right path. Invest the money in buying the stuff that tells me how to do it and somehow I am already halfway there.
Of course spending Christmas with my family in Newfoundland meant that I abandoned all pretense of healthy eating. I would wake up and my family would find me face first in a lemon pie because it might be a year or more before I get to eat my dad’s cooking again.
Then I come back to Germany and I am going back to the gym again, and I am buying organic food (mostly) and eating ok.
And then the news the family has been waiting for for the past 3 months comes and I eat the sweetie supply I brought back with me for emergencies. Well this counted as an emergency but I was thinking something a little more along the lines of a bad day. And that it should last longer than a binge. And although my aunt would tell me to eat well and enjoy, I am not so sure she would want it to be in the form of lards of fat that make me sick in the process of trying to make myself feel better.
I need to work on that one. The supply is gone and I am sitting with organic tea trying to calm my stomach and just feel better.
She was an amazing woman and she will be missed.
Paige getting frisky:
Aunt Liz telling her two can play that game:
I love those pictures.
But for now I am going to mourn