Vegetarian Meat Eater

Yep. That's me! I warned you. It gets a little confusing around here!

So. Here's the deal. I have two kids. I love them. I DO NOT love what getting them here did to my body. It tolerated the first baby pretty well. It stayed mad at me for a month or so, then decided not to hold it against me and morphed back to it's original shape.

Then came baby #2. Body was NOT happy. And it's holding a grudge. It's mocking me with the back fat. Laughing at me when i try to get the muffin top to look good in size 5 jeans baby-tee again.

So i'm getting revenge. NO more yummy treats for you fatty! No more rich creamy sauces, no more crispy greasy fries, no more steak and potatoes every night. And Dear Britt, ....NO MORE 5 LAYER BURRITOS!!!!

That's right. After much deliberation, and consultation of my resident friend/dietary expert (Thanks for the help Jess!) I've made the commitment to eat healthy. I went to the grocery store and hid my face as i bought pounds of lettuce, spinach, carrots, broccoli, garbanzo beans, and alfalfa sprouts. I dont want anyone thinking I dont eat like the deer hunting country girl that i am! Only crazy PETA-donating liberals eat this crap, right? I immediately cut out all the fat-filled meals that usually grace my dinner table and replaced it with stuff that the internet promises is good for me. And, by hell, who knew that fresh spinach, diced tomatoes, cucumbers, sprouts and green onions covered in Italian instead of my beloved ranch dressing could be GOOD!!! And to add to my complete amazement, it actually filled my belly! It was a revelation i tell ya. Even my three year old got in on the game. He thinks it's GREAT fun to eat "leaves" and that funny looking grass stuff!

My husband, on the other hand, hasn't quite subscribed to my recent crazy-ness. He knows better than to argue with me about my fat. So he carefully weighs his options. For now, i'm pretty sure he's come to the conclusion that it's better to pick what he can from the meals i make and keep his mouth shut than to ask what is REALLY for dinner! Smart move on his part. Sometimes, i think the man actually has a brain in his head! And, honestly, it really is not going to hurt him to go along with this plan of mine.

The greatest part about all this is, it's actually WORKING! The baby belly isn't looking so flabby the past few days, which makes my size five jeans MUCH happier! The zipper was starting to complain!

Here's my beef though. (Ironic choice of words, eh?). I want to find more recipes that are vegetarian because they are more healthy in general. But all the sites i find, and all the recipes i find always concentrate on crazy ingredients from foreign countries. This country girl likes down home cookin'. Not things you would find on a Thai restaurant menu that I cant pronounce. I dont want strange seasonings. I dont want funky looking stuff pretty much seem fake. I do actually want to keep eating my chicken and deer meat! They tell me it's good for me.

So i'm working on adapting my current favorite recipes into not-so-artery-clogging meals. And i refuse to admit how many cupcakes have mysteriously disappeared, and how much spinach artichoke dip is gone. I'm pretty sure that was the fat girl in me eating that stuff in my sleep!