Bring on the Veggies!

I decided today that I would try being Vegetarian for 30 days. The first person I told exclaimed: "Why?!"

Oh. I guess real vegetarians are used to this sort of jarring reception, I wasn't. I think I spewed some nonsense about getting more socially aware, evolving. The next words I heard were, "How can you do that with 3 kids?!"

Oh. Um. They're not the ones who are giving up meat. I am, as I handed her my leftover chicken salad. But thanks for your support.

I found some thought-provoking material about nutrition in a very unlikely place, the small book, Skinny Bitch, written by 2 former models and self-proclaimed know-it-alls. As if.

Well, for some reason, this book struck a cord. In between all their rantings about the "sh** we put in our bodies", and the "f****** abuse that goes on the slaughterhouses," somehow I found some sense in what they were saying.

I've thought multiple times before that I could become vegetarian, but I just liked having the choices. Maybe chicken, maybe fish, maybe a yummy cheeseburger. Maybe my kids' leftover chicken nuggets. I never wanted to give up the options. But yesterday I realized that I could give it a dry-run for 30 days. Not forever, just a few weeks. If I'm totally unhappy and craving a side of pig, then I'll just switch back, right? No harm, no foul.

So here goes my personal social experiment to save an animal or two.

Oh, by the way, it's an ovo-lacto-vegetarian experiment. Not ready to give up the milk and dairy products as of yet. One step at a time, thank you.