Piggysnoot

I wore a pair of socks home from the gym that I found on the locker room floor. They looked (and smelled) clean. I think that this is behavior I should expect from my husband, not myself.

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When people say, “I’m mostly vegetarian,” I want to laugh…but I don’t want them to think I’m a snooty vegan. But come on, you’re mostly vegetarian?? Like except for when you eat chicken and beef?

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I like it when we run out of toilet paper and my mom picks some up while she’s at Walmart with Nora. She always buys the 20 pack of Charmin and not the one-ply bargain bin rolls that we usually get.

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One does not, “go off the diet for a special ocassion,” when the diet in question is veganism. It’s not about it being a diet…it’s about not eating animal flesh. I’m not gonna “make an exception” and eat chicken for dinner.

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Feeding my daughter a vegetarian diet does not qualify as “improper feeding habits”…no matter what the government of the state of Ohio says. You’d be hard-pressed to find a kid that eats as well as she does.

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Why do kids’ vitamins have fish in them? When reading the ingredients list looking for gelatin (note: I could not find one single vitamin that did not contain gelatin), I was shocked (and slightly disgusted) to find that a lot of them contained fish. Specifically tuna. What place does tuna have in a fruity flavored kids’ vitamin? Blech.

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Our first major snow. Nora was more interested in the eating of the snow than the playing in the snow. And while the idea of a snowman sounded good she was less interested when she found out that it would require her to actually stand in the snow.

The next day we went sledding with my parents. Dad was the head spectator along with being the sled loader-upper…and the pushing to get us started down the hill guy. Mom went with us a few times. I stuck it out for one extra trip down the hill with Nora. Climbing back up, as everyone knows, was a bitch. For me and Mom. Nora rode on the sled on the way up and on the way down. A good time was had by all. The official number of times we went down the hill was three. Future sledding excursions will include bringing Uncle Kyle and a few of his teenage friends to pull Nora back up the hill. Plus they could be in charge of the oxygen tanks for the rest of us old MoFos. I have no photographic evidence because (like a horrible camera owner), I forgot to charge the battery. Trust me when I say it was fun.