On Saturday we went to a benefit dinner in Tacoma for police and fireman chaplains. Luckily I ate beforehand- they served prime rib as big as my face and a salad drowning in egg, cheese, and bacon.
Then on Sunday we went to church (yes, I actually went to church) and there was a brunch that had several kinds of cheesy potato casseroles and 4 kinds of sausage. I ate the fruit.
On one hand I get some satisfaction from sticking to this and having some self-control. On the other hand I feel like an idiot. I have to pass up all of this awesome free food that I used to love and I hate telling people that I'm trying veganism because I used to think those people were ridiculous. I thought everyone only did it to be trendy and self-righteous and I'm afraid people are thinking that about me.
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So you think you're better than me because you're a vegan?
Seriously, it was pretty amusing when they plopped that big ol steak down in front of you. Classic.
Two things: 1. They probably are thinking that. 2. Don't take it personally. Who cares what they think? No one. That's who.
Thanks Choidog
I think it's great you are doing it, especially because it's such a hard, daily decision. I remember one time Steve and I were craving KFC so we went. All along the parking lot and sidewalk into KFC were protesters with signs showing pictures of really sick chickens with no beaks and in nasty cages. It broke my heart...(but not enough to not eat there, their popcorn chicken and wedges are awesome)!
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