Hearing that alarm go off at 6:30 dark and early this morning was a shock to the system especially after being woken up by a grumpy eight year old at a quarter past one. Apparently he was hot and couldn't sleep because he'd been sleeping until at least noon every day of Christmas break (with the exception of Christmas morning when he set that alarm for 4:30a.m.).
I'm not exactly sure what it was he wanted me to do but I suggested he start with taking off his thick pajama pants and turning off some of the bright lights in his room. He didn't wake me again so I'm guessing he went on to sleep though he was an extra dose of grumpy when I woke him up at 6:45.
The Christmas tree is still up which is beginning to depress me a little so I have big plans for getting that down today. Nothing says "party's over" quite like taking down the Christmas tree and packing away the tinsel, does it? And it's like those elves on top of the entertainment center have suddenly become a whole lot less jolly and a whole lot more mocking. Kinda like cousin Eddie has overstayed his welcome again.
In other news, I have become a vegetarian. Well, technically a pesco-vegetarian or a pescatarian because I am still eating fish. This was not a New Year's Resolution because as I said the other day, I don't make those. The fact that I made this decision two days before the end of a year is strictly coincidental.
It's something I've thought about, considered, for a really long time. The handling of raw meat has always made me a bit nauseous and every time I hear anything about how the animals are treated in meat factories I get to feeling like I don't want to be associated with certain members of my own species. The recent inhumane treatment of the Butterball turkeys that was all over the news last week is what finalized my decision...Kinda like the final straw for me and my meat consumption.
I figured that if something was upsetting me so greatly, making me feel such rage inside that I should take a stand and do something about it. I know that my decision will not put an end to it but at least I won't be supporting something that goes so far against what I believe in. And now I've got that old country song in my head, You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything. Great.
There are certain foods I know I'm going to miss and I have not woken up one day since I made this decision without this being the first thing on my mind and wondering if this is something that I can really do...something I really want to do. I mean it's a huge commitment and change to what I've always known and done. But I am sticking to my guns and have full faith that I can do this.
I've been reading everything I can find online, have ordered two books from Amazon, Living Vegetarian for Dummies and The Complete Idiot's Guide to Becoming Vegetarian, and have pinned several vegetarian recipes I want to try and I bought a hunk of tofu at the grocery store Saturday (nevermind that I have no idea what to do with it). I've taken the plunge.
Charlie took the news quite well and said he'd try it with me since he has high cholesterol anyway. It was more than I expected from him but I am thankful for the support and the fact that he didn't look at me like I'd lost my ever lovin' mind.
The boys, on the other hand, did not taken kindly to this news. They like their meat. Devin didn't believe it as he kept saying, "nuh uh" and waiting for the punchline. Once we finally convinced him that this was no joke, he announced that he wants to move in with Momaw and Popaw, or at least just go over there every day after school and eat meat.
I have not quite decided yet how to handle the fact that they still want to eat meat since I am the one who would have to buy it and prepare it. There are a lot of details to work out here and things may be a little bumpy for awhile. But nonetheless, I'm doing this thing...
Hello. My name is Diane and I'm a pescatarian.