Seriously no meat whatsoever
If your mind works on the same inappropriate sexual axis that mine does, you may be inclined to think, the title of today’s post is in reference to my lack of penis due to my dating status. If not and you thought that I just made a meat free meal, you would be correct.
If someone had told me a year ago, I would be able to actually enjoy, let alone cook a meat free meal myself, I would have said that, that person had hit the crack pipe way too hard that day. But what a difference a year can make. I have definitely cut down on my meat intake (and my penis intake - I’m less happy about the latter) over the last 12 months and I’m actually adapting to it. Now all of you vegan’s out there, please do not throw your quinoa in the air in celebration, I’m not giving up meat for good. I’m not about that life. But I can definitely appreciate some contributions from your world. Not that the meal I made today was Vegan, more vegetarian. But I did try a lasagne made with lentils for the meat, butternut squash for the pasta and cashews and oat milk for the cheese aspect recently and you know I would happily eat it again. Am I going to trade in chicken for chick peas........hmmmmmmm NO. But they can both live in harmony on my plate.
So today, after asking my vegan friend what I should have for dinner, he suggested a wrap. Now that sounded like a good idea as I knew I had feta at home. So I picked up some veggies and wraps after work and voila. I have even attached a little video I made. Please excuse my lack of filming & photography skills, I’m no Michael Bay. However please do appreciate my beautiful kitchen.😍 Now I know your probably thinking “You made a wrap, big deal”. True, its not a big deal to make a wrap, its veggies and bread. But it is a big deal for me to have tried a new recipe and to share it (with a video I might add, I’m going to see if I can go 2 for 2 and attach some pictures too) on my blog. Quite frankly I’m proud. Rather than just go with something I may usually have for dinner, I decided to branch out.
So the moral of the story is, a small task this may have been, nevertheless I have done something new that I am proud of. Proving you need to take small steps as well as big ones to find out what you are made of.
One small step for man, one giant leap for my tummy😂
Well I have got dishes to wash and frozen blueberries to eat.
Have a great day, remember you are a unicorn and don’t let anyone shit on your rainbow ❤
So I got through my first post, which I was pretty proud of and then the fear set in.
What if I can only write one good post? What if the novelty had worn off by the time I had woken up this morning? What if this is a big mistake? Pretty much the usual feelings that cause me to back away from things that are out of my comfort zone. The fear of failure. The fear of putting myself out there for the world to see. The fear of putting my everything into something and it not working out the way I planned or worse, leaves me worse off than before I started. I’m scared of all of these things regarding this blog because I am actually quite excited about writing this blog.
The same fears can be applied to other aspects of life and the fear of the way things may turn out can stop you doing them. Cooking - what if the dish doesn’t look like it does in the picture? What if my cooking kills someone?(I mean not mine, I’m a pretty good cook) Traveling - especially on my own. I’ve seen Taken. My dads great but I’m not sure if he is Liam Neeson great. Who am I kidding he probably is. 😁
Having been single as long as I have, I have had to face the fear of doing things on my own so that I do not miss out, but it can be difficult at first. Going to the cinema on my own wasn’t the worst because I don’t really talk whilst watching films anyway. But going to lunch/dinner or for a drink in a new bar I wanted to check out, that took a while. Then there was my first overnight stay at a hotel. FYI The Courthouse Shoreditch - nice hotel. That was hard, watching other couples and groups, but after I had done it, I was glad I had. Would I book another overnight stay on my own? Yes, I like staying in nice hotels. Would I prefer to have the company of a nice gentleman who I can spend my time there with naked? of course. The point is I bit the bullet and now know that I can and probably will do it again. Next I will pluck up the courage to go on my first holiday on my own.
There are so many fears (some legit and some a little crazy) that have stopped or delayed me doing things and I think that's played its part in me being where I am now with not fully knowing who I am and what I truly want. So facing my fears has to be part of this journey. Let’s not get it twisted I am not going bungee jumping tomorrow but I am going to start with trying to not be scared with how this blog may turn out and just keep writing it. Just keep getting my random madness out there and see where it takes me.
