Freedom, Death, Rice Cakes
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
I'm taking a couple days off work, so I'm in the middle of a 4-day weekend--heaven!
First things first: I've been eating like a maniac. A really, really hungry maniac. I'm still processing the stuff I wrote about in my last post, as well as the unbelievably thoughtful and supportive comments from folks (thank you!). So, even though I ate an entire Toblerone bar and an entire bag of potato chips in two days (!), I'm not letting other things go un-addressed, if that makes any sense! I took a nasty tumble today while I was out walking with a friend, and am currently icing my ankle--it doesn't hurt too badly, but the swelling is icky.
Freedom: I volunteered this weekend, and helped build a fence for a pooch who was tied up for most of every day. I've mentioned this volunteering in other posts, so I won't bore you with it again. The short version: A big, sweet, 9-month old pitbull named Smokey, 30 amazing volunteers, and several tiny, adorable children to visit with during the down times--it was a really, really special day! The moment you un-tether the dog from his chain, and he gets the "Zoomies" is just magnificent. I wish I could say that fence-building was a workout, but with 30 people, no one person does *that* much!
Death: Portland had its first-ever Death Café, and I went on Sunday. For people who aren't familiar with the Death Café movement, it's basically a bunch of people, strangers in this case, meeting up to have a safe, healthy discussion about death. It's not a grief or support group, but just a chance to safely talk about a topic that can otherwise be sad, scary, or contentious. The facilitator of my table was a hospice nurse--she was smart, warm, and so respectful. Some of the people at my table had pretty divergent views about stuff, but we had a great time. There was a lot of laughter, some thinking, and some ideas I'd never heard before. Talking about dying has a way of making living seem more urgent.
Rice Cakes: Yes, Virginia, you really CAN eat too many rice cakes, especially when you slather them with maple almond butter. Seriously, you guys, I have literally become addicted to this snack. I would estimate it at about 250 calories/serving, and I've had 3 today...yikes. I did the same thing at work the other day, too. I know I have trigger foods that shouldn't be in the house (chips, fancy cheese, chocolate anything), but who would've thought rice cakes? And I have no issue portion-controlling nut butters with anything else. I might have peanut butter toast for breakfast, and that's plenty; or I might have an apple with almond butter for a snack, no big deal. But the rice cake/maple almond butter combo has proved too easy and delicious for me, it seems!
Off to bed, now--I haven't had internet for a couple days, so I'll try and catch up on reading blogs as best I can!