Moon-walking

I'm back--it's been a long time since I wrote, but I promise I've made progress! Since my last entry, I've:

--eaten my first apple (defined as my first whole apple--a golden delicious, consumed over a boring Mexican Government assignment)

--grown to like celery (with peanut butter, which may negate some of the health benefits? But perhaps not. I like protein)

--had pounds of carrots (no joke. Pounds)

--started Lent (No sweet things for me until Good Friday--though this doesn't much feel like an accomplishment any more; it's my 4th year doing it)

--Conquered peppers (!!!!)

--missed writing about the Olympics on here. :( Oh well. Hopefully this blog will be superfluous in 4 years, but if not, I'll catch up then...

I've started gauging my plant intake by weeks. Every Saturday (or Sunday, if I was a lazy bum on Saturday) I'll go to the store and buy X amount of some plants, and then come home and ritualistically wash them and cut them and place them into these cute tupperware containers that I bought specifically for this purpose. I think it is the tupperware that keeps me motivated--I can never get the $8 on tupperware back. I'm stuck with them forever, and if I don't fill them with vegetables, then I have WASTED money, and that is right up there with cheating Lent, or stealing candy from sweet starving babies. Anyway, the goal at the end of each week is to consume all my tupperware veggies, so that they are clean by Saturday. So far it's worked out well--this is what has led to pounds of carrots and celery snacks and pepper-conquering (which continues this week--I have a festive container of red/orange/yellow bell peppers I'll be starting on today).

A final note on conquering peppers: that accomplishment is like walking on the moon. I bought them Saturday, hated them Sunday, miserably shoved them into my mouth Monday and Tuesday, and they were gone by Wednesday, missed by Thursday. I can do it. I ate icky plants and LIKED it by the end of it. I could swim across the Atlantic now; I could do anything, for I have the ability to eat plants. I'm still milking that (deceptively small-sounding) victory, because it reminds me, all the time, that I WILL EAT (and am eating?) RABBIT FOOD.