I’m not entirely sure how to sum up the last seven days of my life. It feels a bit like teleporting. At least, it feels like I’d imagine teleporting would feel. You know, you start in one place and then you feel yourself get all split apart and then all of a sudden you’re in an entirely NEW and different place but are all together. The latest, newest and biggest news is that the Gloeges have gone all “I Can’t Believe We’re Not Vegan”. And by that I mean that we’re not vegan in that we are not going to swear off meat forever. I’m sorry but I need the real deal at Thanksgiving. Tofurkey is not going to cut it. And I’d rather give up anything else in the universe food-wise except sushi. So there may be an occasional noshing of the raw fish. But otherwise, we have given up meat, dairy, raw sugar and white, processed foods. How and why we decided to do this is a whole ‘nother post – and one that may be posted over where my new project (TBA soon!) lives, but suffice it to say that we, as a family, have never eaten or pooped so well. And that’s all I’m saying about that. You can thank me later.
