National Blog Posting Month, Day 23
My question is: If you decide to avoid Black Friday at your local mall and instead stay at home and do your shopping online, are you helping to save the planet by not burning extra fossil fuels driving up and down every row looking for a parking spot close to Old Navy, or are you making it worse because your high-quality Fussy brand t-shirt has to get trucked from my kitchen table to the mailbox to the post office to your post office to your mailbox and, mmm, that doesn't sound so good, except in that it employs a lot of (non-mall) people who certainly enjoy getting paychecks and eating food and paying their rent. It's the old paper vs. plastic dilemma. I need Al Gore to make me a big chart to explain the best choice.
Yesterday:
Passed out on the couch at 5:00 p.m. in a persistent vegetative state due to excessive intake of turkey and champagne.
This morning:
In the yoga shala preparing myself for assisted drop backs with my teacher, Steve.
Steve: Did you eat and drink too much yesterday?
Me: Yes.
Steve: Good. Was there bacon?
Me: Bacon was involved.
Steve: Well, you're breaking new ground, you may be the first yogi to learn to metabolize bacon.
(I do a few drop-backs. My back feels like rebar.)
Me: Does bacon make your muscles stiff?
Steve (who probably hasn't eaten meat in fifteen years): Mashed potatoes will.
So there you have it: don't eat mashed potatoes for dinner unless you want your yoga practice to be for shit the next day.
Yesterday:
Passed out on the couch at 5:00 p.m. in a persistent vegetative state due to excessive intake of turkey and champagne.
This morning:
In the yoga shala preparing myself for assisted drop backs with my teacher, Steve.
Steve: Did you eat and drink too much yesterday?
Me: Yes.
Steve: Good. Was there bacon?
Me: Bacon was involved.
Steve: Well, you're breaking new ground, you may be the first yogi to learn to metabolize bacon.
(I do a few drop-backs. My back feels like rebar.)
Me: Does bacon make your muscles stiff?
Steve (who probably hasn't eaten meat in fifteen years): Mashed potatoes will.
So there you have it: don't eat mashed potatoes for dinner unless you want your yoga practice to be for shit the next day.
17 Comments:
Because it certainly wasn't the champagne or the cheese or the whipped cream, oh no, it was ALL THE FAULT OF THE MASHED POTATOES.
that's why i always have a good old bohemian bread dumpling instead of those muscle stiffening mashed potatoes.
i was wondering is there a particular yoga practice for bacon metabolization? for some reason, i picture the corpse pose with some sizzling movements.
Bacon has to be involved.
I would totally get behind vegetarian eating if it weren't for that pesky bacon.
Mmmmm, bacon.
I haven't had bacon in four years and it's not by choice, believe me. Yes, we have pancetta here in Italy, but it's not the same.
IT'S NOT THE SAME DAMMIT!
Looks like I need to do some yoga now too.
I had bacon for breakfast two days in a row AND mashed potatoes AND way too much wine yesterday and my yoga practice was no different than usual. Of course, I eat like that pretty much all the time, so that could explain it.
I literally cannot believe I ate as much as I did yesterday and STILL managed to somehow not eat any bacon. How did that happen? Who was IN CHARGE??
I was excited about Buy Nothing Day (Adbusters) and then this morning I went online and bought a Christmas present for my husband without even thinking about it. Dang! And then I needed milk so I had to go to the grocery store. Dang again!
I was a vegetarian for about 6 years, and the two things I craved were bacon and hotdogs.
I didn't have bacon, but I did have ham, plus dressing, homemade potato rolls, and a piece of coconut cake as big as my head, plus several glasses of red wine, and my practice today was better than usual. Hmm, no more salads or brown rice for me!
well, if you're going to eat bacon, you may as well bring enough bacon for the entire yoga studio. Because A: thanksgiving is for sharing! and B: everyone else will fall into a similar shivasana bacon coma with you.
I ate about a half-pound of candied bacon, which my friend took it upon herself to make. And it was awesome.
It's so easy to scapegoat the mashed potatoes. And so unfair.
For a while, I thought I'd made it through Thanksgiving without eating bacon, but my husband reminded me the stuffing his Mom brought includes bacon. And sausage.
I've decided that Black Friday shopping is White Trash day. I refused to shop this year; my time is worth more than the big $20 I'd save on a toaster.
Did you see the coverage of the Black Friday shoppers in Kansas City? It made Chicago's nightly news so I assume it was national. It was absolute insanity! I avoid that kind of madness like the plague.
Jules
House of Jules
I decided to totally honor Buy Nothing Day, and buy... Nothing. Although I did do a whole bunch of gift research online though...
Champers and turkey - a natural pairing. I tried Gruet this year, cause it was cheaper, and it was just as good and made in the U.S. of A.
I would just like to say that I love that Steve's response to you admitting to eating and drinking too much was "good."
It is good.
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