That Solved That Mystery Pretty Quickly

For most of my life I never bothered to track what I ate. I never gave it much thought to be honest, figuring that keeping a “general idea” of what I was eating would be enough.

Then there came a point where I was clearly starting to put on pounds around my middle, and I couldn’t figure out why. I wasn’t particularly indulging myself, and I wasn’t doing anything (I thought) especially different, so I started keeping track and still couldn’t figure it out.

Until I remembered to include the several tablespoons of peanut butter and jelly I was consuming per day because my son was going through a PB&J phase, and I always had leftover and didn’t want it to go to waste.

I . . . Guess I Can See That

We’d find a way to make it even as vampires, I just hope I wouldn’t have to subsist on gluten-free people.

– L’s Mother not being quite as random as you might think because this was actually relevant to our morning conversation about a dream I’d had last night

I’ve Been Thinking About My Health Lately . . .

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.

– George Dennison Prentice (It’s a shame that he wasn’t as insightful about people as he was about this.)