veggie as she goes

Doctor told me that I have a vitamin B12 and iron deficiency. While this is probably partly due to this veggie kick, she said that even if I made a return to meat it wouldn’t make a difference. My levels are that low. Yippee.

I will make a return to meat. April 1. Friday. So soon. Do I regret this experiment? No. Do I miss meat? Of course. Would I do this again? Maybe.

I did like most of the veggie meals I made. The problem is money. When I need to cut back on expenses the first thing to go are groceries. You’d be surprised how far peanut  butter will take you. Unfortunately it leads to health issues. I think I’ll give this another go when I have secured a second job. If I know that I can afford a variety of groceries I’ll be more inclined to cook new things.

I’ll keep this blog going…as sparingly as the posts have been. Even if only Rachel and my mother are reading it. Perhaps I’ll change it to Foodie As She Goes. More apt?

I’m almost near the end. I have not relapsed in a long time. I also haven’t been eating very well. Lots of toast and jam. Yesterday I made spinach wraps with Rach and Kayla. Mine had sauteed mushrooms, onions and artichokes, theirs had chicken…sigh. I don’t even like chicken…but the smell! Mmm. In the morning we made breakfast, they had bacon, I stuck to my toast. Eggs too.

I bought this veggie grind stuff to put in tacos and sauces as a replacement for ground beef but it made me feel nauseous. I still have 2 packs of it left so if anyone reading this wants any…

I only have a week and a bit left of this. I’m going to celebrate my return to meat with some beef dip. Or a burger. Or veal. Oh man. Veal.

Yum.

Went out for sushi with my friend Marleny tonight. So good. Except this time there was an ant on one of the rolls. A live one. I may have inadvertently eaten ants if they were hidden…

This does not mean I ate meat. I think.

I miss it. More than I can express.

I miss burgers and hot dogs and steak and veal (mmm veal) and beef dip and chicken and ham and sausage and bacon and prosciutto and mortadella and salami.

Today I ate my first veggie hot dog. It was ok. Looked like the real thing. Sorta tasted like the real thing. But let’s be clear. It wasn’t the real thing. Sometimes I pass by the street meat vendors and a part of me dies. I want it so bad. SO BAD.

I will be strong. March isn’t that long.

Meatball subs. I miss those too. And Sloppy Joes. UGH. So tasty and messy.

Lasagna too. I’m supposed to make a veggie one and it’ll be good but man, there is just something about that meaty layer.

That’s all I have for now.

I am having dreams about meat.

About relapsing more but also about hamburgers and meatballs and steak and veal.

This is getting serious.

I suck at this.

I was at orientation for my new job and they provided us with lunch. I had a sandwich with ham on it. BUT I had a salad too…

I will try harder. I swear. I promise. I cross my heart.

Again…sorry mom.