I’m not going to talk about the government shutdown because it makes me mad. I just want to note that Sean still had to go to work today… no guarantee of pay. I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t fly with any other company anywhere else on the planet. Done.
I’ve been a vegetarian for about 3 years now, I think. And today is World Vegetarian Day, which means everyone should try to enjoy a meatless meal (I guess cereal counts). We have a couple of favorite recipes that translate well for those who may be a little iffy on trying non-meat meals:
White Bean and Avocado Enchiladas – Look a little weird, taste a lot of awesome.
Chickenless Tortilla Soup – Good for the fall weather.
Vegetarian Sloppy Joes – Messy but tastylicious.
Vegan Shepherd’s Pie – This will last you a long time unless there’s more than 2 people in your household.
But let’s get to the confession part. I’ve been talking to Sean a lot and thinking and battling myself, and here it is:
I wish I’d never read/researched/seen the things that made me want to become a vegetarian. Not a very solid confession for World Vegetarian Day.
It just seems like things would be so much easier if I could get over the fact that meat = animals. Meals would be easier. Nutrition would be easier. Going out to dinner would be easier. Meal planning would be easier. Health would be easier. Fitness would be easier.
So why don’t you just start eating meat again, Carolyn?
Because I don’t want to seem like a hypocrite. Because I still can’t get over the completely inhumane ways that animals are slaughtered in factory farms. Because pigs make friends. Because if I couldn’t kill an animal for consumption myself, should I just let other people do it and pretend I don’t know what happens?
Sean told me last night, “It sounds like you don’t want to eat meat, you’re just talking yourself into it.” I responded, “I think it’s the opposite. I do want to eat meat, but I can’t talk myself into it.”
There’s no real point to this. I’ve thought about becoming pescatarian, flexitarian, etc. But I just don’t know the answer for me. I know I just shouldn’t care and just do what I think is best for me and my health, but I don’t know if I can just get over my initial issues with meat.
I don’t know the point of this post other than a late-night (for me, late night is around 7pm) rambling of thoughts.
What do you guys think? Feel free to lambast me for being a pansy and caring so much about what planet Earth thinks.