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So I managed to save most of the pink items from a trip to the landfill. A printed VS nightgown that got bleached isn't tinted pink anymore but it isn't exactly the original colors. Still it looks okay. Anyway, I can't buy the red couch now. Though technically the deal was that I wouldn't spend anymore money on stuff like that if everything came out back to normal, it is all close enough to make me think I better not go back on it. Me and my stinking deals with God.

Aside from dinner last night, which involved baking something with (naturally fat free) beef boullion in it, I have been about 99% dairy and meat free. The other 1% includes whatever dairy is in the breads I have been consuming and a couple Hershey Kisses. Mostly I am shooting for everything naturally low fat but I know that low fat, no dairy, no meat thing makes me drop pounds like crazy. It is way too brain and budget consuming to buy everything in both vegan and non vegan so I am not going to sweat regular bread and pasta. That just gets way too complicated.

They like my vegan butter so there is no problem dropping the $5.00 per pound organic real butter I have been buying them. They don't care either way. Logan is the only one who has an issue with rice milk vs. cow milk but he doesn't drink enough of either to really care much. He will eat rice milk on cereal but he can't just drink it. I don't really blame him, I am the same way. If he gets a craving for the real stuff I will buy him a quart of organic. (I know all of the midwestern mother's out there are shaking their heads thinking his poor little bones will snap any second.) Relax. He gets plenty of vitamins and he eats like a horse. Anything and everything and he is most definitely a carnivore. Not that I think that is such a good thing.

I am going to have to drag the blender back out to the countertop to make me remember to make smoothies since bastard Jamba Juice is stupid expensive enough to make a family of five go broke. It is one thing to just pop in alone and buy a smoothie. When you buy five at a time it seems stupid expensive. Especially when the other four family members don't consider that filling enough to count as a meal.

Anyway, I have been shopping at the Publix that is a block away from the house. It has a crappy selection of organics so I am tempted to throw the convienence of it being so close out the window and return to trekking over to Whole Foods. It is a shame though. It is nice that it is so close. I could even walk if I waited until the evenings to go.

So, I have been buying all of the foods that I can remember buying when I was melting away. Terry's finding goodies in the freezer that he claims to not have eaten since the last time we lived here. When we moved there lots of things changed. I am glad it is all coming back to us now.

Yesterday, we spent a majority of the morning and early afternoon at the pool. Then we came home and as soon as I got us all bathed and fed everyone insisted we needed to go to the playground. So we were out there for a good chunk of time in the evening. The kids were digging a hole and happened to uncover a pile of turtle eggs in the middle of the playground. Stinky. They covered them back up.

I have met a lot of my new neighbors and there are a handful that we see nearly everyday on the playground. So that is nice. It is pretty much the same group of kids out there steadily so the kids have made a handful of friends that they play with. One of the mom's from Friday park days is bringing her daughter over on Thursday to go to the pool and hang out with us and the other homeschooling mom (whom I am already kind of friends with from before I got sick) who is also Savannah's Brownie leader called last night and wants to get together this week sometime. She has two girls the ages of my girls. Maybe things are looking up on that front. Logan still needs to find someone his age that he really connects with, that he could hang out with all the time. I still don't think he has found that here with these kids. It is more of a random "we all live on the block" kind of thing.

I am off to paint the bedroom red. I still hadn't gotten to that.

Posted by gwendolyn on October 07, 2003 at 11:37 AM