Today's entry is challenging to write on many levels but it's time to come clean. For the past month, I've been keeping a secret from all of you. A very big secret. But the guilt has been steadily gnawing away at me and, for better or worse, whatever you may think of me, I'm ready to share.
Ready? Here it is.
A friend e-mailed me the link to this comic, which comes from the Natalie Dee comic website. Perhaps it's a sign I need to stop bragging/enforcing/promoting my push toward being a vegan?
WARNING: Bad language involved. Don't click through if you're easily offended.
After reading yesterday's post at work about my wanting to go vegan, Blair came home and had a little talk with me over dinner.
"You. Do. Not. Touch. My. Leather. Chairs." he said. "Are we clear on this? Do I need to write it down for you? Nooooooo touchy."
Blair's favorite spot in the house is reading the WSJ in his overstuffed leather chair. And for what it's worth, I have no intention of ditching the chairs. Would I go out today and buy leather chairs? Probably not. But I look at past purchases as water under the bridge and I'll try to do better going forward.
Blair, however, is not convinced.
"It's okay," I think I heard him whispering to the chair as he caressed it. "I won't let her get you."
On the bright side, he loved the gluten free vegan meal I prepared last night - Aloo Palak. It's an Indian spinach and potato dish. Yum!
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