What am I quitting? Simple. Lard. Butter. The heavenly cream stick. Call it what you want, but I'll refer to it as my prize material posession. House on fire? Grab the butter. Burglar in the house? Take my cash stash, leave the lard. Flood? No worries, fat floats.
Here's the deal:
(Men readers, don't seem shocked that I'm discussing breast-feeding here. After all, if you read this I assume you have a wife or sister that has given life through home-made milk.) Continuing on.
I'll be honest. I was fortunate to have some good breast-feeding genes - thanks mom!- and could eat what I wanted and my milk-making body would use that energy for baby food. It was heaven!
I became a serious lover of butter. SERIOUS LOVER. It went on everything. And you know that etiquette rule where you're supposed to butter the broken off piece of bread right before it goes in your mouth? Well I did that...after I buttered the whole thing twice before. And then I'd put a little extra lard on the crust. Come on, who doesn't?
Anyway, since I no longer expend billions of calories a day on my own personal dairy farm, I need to stop consuming billions of calories.
I don't see myself being successful at giving up cookies or carbs or anything drastic. So it's just butter to start. And not butter completely, I'll still eat things with butter in it of course...I just won't be spreading it on everything I consume.
And so far I'm 1 for 1. As I slathered butter on A's pancakes this morning, I didn't give in. I didn't take a bite or lick the knife after I was done.
So my question to you:
Want to join? You don't have to give up butter, but surely there's SOMETHING your mind, body, spirit, or emotional health can do without?
clipping your fingernails & leaving them in the sink? (hint, hint)
talking on your cell phone while driving?
whole bag of popcorn?
ill recycling habits?