Groovin' to My Own Beat

French Bread vs Molten Lava Cake

2012-02-22T06:33:00.000-08:00

The thing with French bread is that I always think I will really like it. I mean, it looks scrumptious, smells delicious and it goes with all sorts of cheeses. What’s not to like? But when it actually comes down to it, the hard outer shell kinda ruins it for me. I mean, I really like the inside – all soft and tasty. But sometimes, that exterior is too hard to cut or tear or chew, even. And thus it ruins the soft, yummy inside. (for me, anyway!).

The thing is, I am French bread. Or at least I try to be. My new friend Missy left today for her home after being here in Uganda for 5+ weeks. It was nice having a Mzungu friend at the home, I must admit. And I got used to her being here. But today was “good-bye” day.

And now you must be thinking, what on earth does that have to do with French bread? Well, most anyone who knows me knows that I do NOT like to cry. Especially in front of people. I’m not really sure where this came from or why I’m like that, but that’s not important right now. The point is, I do cry. I’m what you call a sympathetic crier. You cry, I cry. It’s inevitable. Which makes it all the harder to cover up at church when a certain Pastor preaches (can you guess who, Neighborhood Church friends!) But I sure do put up a good front! Hard as rocks. No crying here. Just keep walking. Nothing to see here, folks. So, you see … I’m French bread. Hard exterior, nothing but a softy on the inside. And that includes saying good-bye to friends, whether that be for a year or a “I-don’t-know-when-I’ll-see-you-again”.

But as I got to thinking about this French bread thing, I realized, I’d rather be Molten Lava Cake. Still soft and gooey on the inside, but a lot more appetizing on the outside too! And the drizzle of hot fudge and caramel sauce … okay, so maybe I’m not talking about myself anymore and just really want to eat some cake. Bygones …

So, my dear Missy. Cry all you want. I will cry too. I’m just hiding it behind my shades. Hee hee. And I hope you enjoy this laugh! It was just for you! From one Molten Lava Cake to another :).

And to all my other French breads or Molten Lava Cakes, keep crying … it’s a soul-cleansing good time.

(Ahhh … blogging, what are you doing to me. Revealing all my little secrets!)

Juliet’s Big Day – Part Two

2012-02-02T02:26:00.000-08:00

Today’s the BIG day. I mean the actual BIG day (technically, it was Wednesday, but you get the picture). For a girl who has never gone to school, who has been spending her days on the floor of an elderly home and not been outside it’s gates in 3 years … this IS the day! Juliet is going to school!

As we pull up, we are met with a ready Juliet who still squeals with delight at the prospects of her future. She begins waving and calling out “Mwelaba, Mwelaba!” (Good-bye, good-bye) to the other residents and Catholic sisters who have been her steady friends. The determination written on her face as she makes steady progress towards the van, all the while shouting to her friends and waving.

I have to wonder if she knows what’s coming. That she’s truly leaving behind the world she knows and entering a new one. But that’s the glory of seeing a new life. Of seeing the potential and chasing after it. Leaving the old behind and forging into what can be. Only the courageous can do it. And Juliet is certainly that.

At the school, I see the first hints of nervousness. It’s okay to be nervous. It’s okay to have doubts. As long as you trust that God has you here for a reason and with Him, you keep going. And she does. We begin to show her all the things that we got for her to begin school. Things that now have her name printed on them with permanent marker. We give her a new baby doll and place it on her newly made bed. Again more squeals of delight.

I’m excited by what she is going to learn, who she is going to become and what God has in store for her. I think back to my own school days. I never had reason to worry about never going to school. But here in Uganda, that is the fate of many children. I am thankful to Juliet’s sponsors who are willing to sacrifice a little so that Juliet may gain a lot. I see her potential and know that God has special plans for her.

As we say good-bye, I see no marks of sadness. I see joy. Joy for what is to come. I wish I faced all my days like Juliet. Smiling. Joyful. I know the saying is “out of the mouths of babes”, but in this case, I think it’s appropriate to say “out of the lives of babes.” Lessons for us all to learn.

Juliet's Big Day!

2012-01-13T22:06:00.000-08:00

Long time, no see … I know, I know. Over my Christmas holiday, I gave myself a little break from blogging, but I’m back now! This week Sherry, Sarah, Driver Henry and I have been running around getting everything ready for the team to arrive and take care of some ministry business. But this blog is not about us. It’s about Juliet. Juliet’s Big Day, to be exact!

It all began back in July, when we unsuspectingly met Juliet, a vivacious young girl, in an elderly home. Team members were drawn in by her contagious laugh, easy smile and delightful way of showing her joy: shrieks and squeals, as it should be with any little girl. She had been left at the elderly home, with no opportunity for an education, though she is very bright. In fact, she had never been to school. She couldn’t walk and her days were spent scooting around on the floor and chatting with the other residents … that is, until the team fell in love with her and found a sponsor for her to go to a school. The school doesn’t begin for a few weeks, but first she needed her assessments done. And now, her big day begins!

I knew the moment Juliet spotted us from the joyful shrieks that were echoing over the premises. To our surprise, she met us using a walker! She came rushing towards us and didn’t stop until she reached the car to get going. I think she was excited! And we didn’t hesitate to catch her excitement … off we go to our first stop of the day, the doctor’s assessment.

We arrived at the doctor’s on time for our appointment, but as I’m quickly learning, if you arrive on time, you are EARLY in Uganda. But, Juliet got to play with some toys in the waiting room and though they were what we would consider “baby” toys, she was happy to just have a toy, any toy. Finally, it’s doctor time. He believes, as we do, that she is a smart girl. And the best news, he believes that with the proper physical therapy, Juliet could walk on her own! Praise the Lord!

With the doctor assessment over, we now head to the disability school, where she will receive a full education plus the benefits of physical therapy. We met with Deputy Sam, (I just love that we call him “deputy” Sam; it sounds like an old movie) who assessed Juliet. While waiting for some paperwork, Juliet was laughing, joking, clapping. Her joy radiating with each moment.

We finished with Deputy Sam and had to go get ID photos of Juliet for the school. I’m not sure she has ever had a picture of herself for her very own, but she does now! And since there was a little market nearby, Mama Sherry thought we should get ice cream. More squeals and shrieks of delight!

The day ended for Juliet where it began, back at the elderly home. But this time, with the full confidence that in a few weeks she would be where she has always wanted to be. School (I’m sure there will be a blog about Juliet’s 2^nd Big Day!). She was greeted with claps and smiles from the elderly residents, all of whom are happy to see her realize her dream of school.

I cannot do justice to Juliet through any words or pictures, though I have tried. This precious girl, who has never been to school, who has crawled on the ground for the better part of her life and who has not even been outside the walls of an elderly home for 3 years, cannot quelch the amazing spirit that bubbles over and spills out for all to see.

There are many people I admire. There are few who I truly look up to. And even fewer who I stand in awe of. Juliet is now one of those.

Where's your home?

2011-12-18T05:16:00.000-08:00

Earlier this week, Mercy told me “I wish Sunday would never come.” I didn’t get it right away, but it finally dawned on me that yes, Sunday is in fact the day that I’ll be heading “Home for the Holidays.” And today, after church, as we are all piling into the taxi, I hear both Teddy and Sharon say “Auntie, I’m sad.” I try to console them: “I’m coming back!” “It’s only for a little while” “Guess who’s coming with me when I come back – Mama Sherry!” Though I’m very excited to be seeing friends and family back home in Indiana, I can’t help but be a little disheartened at not being here for Christmas – especially when the kids want me to stay so badly!

I think on some level, all of us yearn for “home” whenever there’s a holiday. Wherever your “home” may be. For me, I have 3 homes: my first one in Indiana, where my treasured family lives; my home away from home in CA, where friends really are family; and here in Uganda, where 18 children call me Auntie. And no matter which “home” I’m in, there’s a part of me that misses the other homes.

It makes me wonder if in His 33 years on earth, Jesus ever yearned for home. As a baby, a toddler, a young carpenter, did he ever want to go back home? I mean think about it. Really think about it. The perfect place. Streets of gold. Pearly gates. Forever in God’s presence. After 33 years, Jesus did go home - in an actual blaze of glory. If you believe, as I believe, then we have a home in common: Heaven. And though I’ve never been there, my soul was created for it.

You may find it odd that I’m talking of Heaven and Jesus' death when the season we are in is the celebration of His birth. But I have to be honest … though the miracle of His coming is wonderful and amazing, I can’t help but look at Baby Jesus in the manger and see Savior Jesus on the cross. And that, friends, is the greatest miracle of all. He gave us all someplace to call home.

Empty Fridge

2011-12-13T03:08:00.000-08:00

An empty fridge means it’s time to go to the grocery store and stock up. I’m infamous for going to the grocery store without a list – something my mom did NOT teach me. You know the grocery store rules: buy off your list and don’t go when you’re hungry. Yea, I break those all the time!

An empty fridge in Uganda means the same thing in this house – time to go to market (fyi … many Ugandan families do not have a fridge. And many can go hungry much of the time. The children in this home do not take their meals for granted. They thank God for each and every morsel!).

So, off to market we go. It’s so colorful, with all the fresh fruits and veggies. And Ugandans certainly know how to make a display. I LOVE the way the tomatoes and potatoes are stacked. Buying for 18 children + mamas + aunties means a lot of food. Thankfully we have our usual vendors that look forward to our coming each Saturday. I remember my first trip to market. We had potatoes, tomatoes, carrots, green pepper, watermelon, pumpkin, eggplant, onions, greens and more. I stood looking at our loot thinking “how on earth are we going to get all of this on a boda?”

Alex tethers our loot to his boda boda.

If you read my last blog, Ugandans know how to transport almost anything by boda, huge piles of groceries included. You would be amazed at how many items can fit in a burlap bag and then strapped to the boda for the ride home.

I get a lot of stares and “Hey Mzungu” at the market. One day, I was waiting for Sarah at our potato vendor and a man came up to me saying something and “Mzungu”. We was waving his fist at me and I had know idea what he wanted. I just said “no thanks”. He finally walked away. Only later, when I shared the story with Sarah, she laughed and said “He wanted a fist bump.” To which I responded, “Do all Ugandans think that Mzungu’s fist bump?” Apparently the answer is yes. So on your next trip to Uganda, please remember the fist bump!

Once we are done at the fresh food market, we hop in a taxi to the supermarket (Capital Shoppers, Quality Supermarkets or Shoprite) for the rest of our weeks supplies. We fill 2-1/2 carts and quite obviously THAT won’t all fit on a boda, so we call our trusty driver, Ivan.

Now depending on what time of day we go or what is happening in town, this trip may take as little as 2 hours or 4 hours. And if I’m lucky, we may stop and get a chapatti and samosa (my favorite Ugandan treats!) for lunch.

P.S. To all my faithful readers, this concludes my series on “Ugandan living”. So many had questions about day-to-day life and I hope I covered them all (if not, let me know). Hope you enjoyed. Coming up next year, is something I’m really excited about. I’ll just leave you in suspense and hope you keep reading until then.

Planes, Trains and Automobiles

2011-12-10T03:53:00.000-08:00

It’s no secret that I love to drive. And I’m really good at it – no matter what some former co-workers might tell you! I may have missed my calling as an Indy Stock Car or Formula One racer, which may have led to the wildly popular conclusion that I drive fast. But I’ll have you know that my driving record is completely clean. Since being in Uganda, I (quite obviously) have not been doing much – er, any – driving. I kind of miss it, but I’m also having a lot of fun getting around in other ways.

1. Boda Boda. The fun, albeit somewhat dangerous, and usually fastest way to travel is on a boda boda. It looks like a cross between a motorcycle and a scooter (at least to me). I absolutely L-O-V-E riding on the boda. It’s fun and freeing … with the wind in your hair. And I have actually held out my hands and shouted “I’m on top of the world.” Yes, I’m THAT girl. Ha ha! Here are a few pointers in getting around via Boda Boda:

Uncle Alex, one of our trusty boda drivers

Always know your driver. It’s not exactly safe to just simply get on anyone’s boda boda. It’s best if you use the same drivers. Get a list in your phone and call when you need a ride.
Always board the boda boda from the left side.
If you sit “side saddle”, both legs must go to the left side.
You can literally carry anything on a boda boda. I’ve seen bodas loaded with sugar canes, brooms, bed frames, 5 people, luggage – the list goes on and on.
You can hold on if you must, but you kinda look like a sissy. (haha! That’s for Kristal)

2. Taxi. No, these are not the cute little yellow cars with black and white checks. These babies are 15 passenger vans that will stop anywhere along the side of the road to pick anyone up and cram more than 15 people inside! And of course, there are important rules to follow here as well:

We hire a taxi to take us to Church every Sunday, but
normally, Sarah & I simply catch one on the side of the road

Never get in an empty taxi. There are stories of kidnappings – not that I’ve been witness to this or even know of it’s validity. It’s better to be safe than sorry.
Always be aware of your personal belongings. There are also stories of sophisticated robberies on board taxis. For example, someone may ask you to close the door, while another’s got their hands inside your purse. After claiming your wallet, then shove you out of the taxi and take off. Again, I’ve never seen this, but one can never be too careful.
Always listen for the taxi route. You want to go to Shoprite? The taxi is going to Kampala. Well, Shoprites on the way, right? Not if the conductor doesn’t say Nakawa. Listen up or you’ll get on the wrong one (kind of like bus routes in the US).

3. Private Hire. Many people make their living by hiring themselves out as private hire drivers. They have a car. They can drive. Might as well make a business out of it. And of course there are companies that some drivers are employed by as well. Typically, we use these on Saturdays to pick us up from the grocery store or to be dropped off or picked up from the Airport.

4. Walking. The way to get from here to there – walking. A LOT of Ugandans simply walk wherever they need to go. Most school children walk, regardless of whether it takes them 2 hours to get to school or not, as many simply cannot afford transportation costs.

There you have it. And I use ALL 4 methods every Saturday. Fun, huh?

Oh, just to give you a better flavor, I should probably talk about TRAFFIC. Live in SoCal and think the 405 is bad? Live in NorCal and think 880 is bad? Live anywhere else and imagine and think the traffic jams you’ve been caught in are the worst? Now add 1000 massive pot holes, boda boda’s weaving in between the cars, taxi’s stopping on the side of the road (sometimes blocking traffic) then pulling back in, people walking everywhere (including in the road, between the cars), and exhaust fumes. And throw in people creating their own lanes for good measure, and now you have Kampala traffic. Seriously, I’ve been in taxi’s that create their own lane in the middle of the road to pass a slower vehicle – even when there is oncoming traffic. The craziest thing, no one gets mad. I’ve rarely seen road rage here. You just go with the flow; you let people in; you slow down for pedestrians. A car just cut you off – no problem! I should probably learn some of these lessons myself. :)

P.S. I love the looks of the people in the taxi’s when I climb in. I don’t see Mzungu’s very often in the taxi’s. hee hee!

P.P.S. There are big buses and such for in-country and inter-country travel. I just haven’t experienced them (yet!)

World Aids Day

2011-12-01T12:44:00.000-08:00

Every Thursday, Sarah & I trek into Kampala to go to Watoto Kampala Church (formerly KPC) for Bible Study. Tonight, was a little different than most Bible Studies I’ve been to. First, they were having a “Watoto’s Got Talent” night. There was lots of dancing and singing and even an eating contest!

Most of the participants were asked what their status was. At first I thought they meant single or married (they’ve done this before, so I just assumed). But, that’s not what they were asking. The answer was positive or negative or something about a zero. And I've never been in a church service where they asked you to tell your neighbor: 1. if you are a virgin; 2. when your last HIV test was; and 3. if you are on the sexual network. I was very confused until one of the Pastor’s cleared it up for me.

You see, today, Dec 1, is World AIDS Day. And this year, the theme is “Getting to Zero.” According to AVERT.org, “After 30 years of the global fight against HIV/AIDS, this year the global community has committed to focusing on achieving 3 targets: Zero new HIV infections. Zero discrimination. Zero AIDS-related deaths.”

The statistics for 2010:

2.7 million new HIV infections

1.8 million people died from AIDS

And yet, this day has taken on even greater significance since I am in Africa and in Uganda. While brushing up on my AIDS facts for this blog post, I learned that Uganda was one of the first and hardest hit countries in the 1970s-1980s. It reached epidemic status with 20-30% of the population being infected prior to most other African countries. And while Uganda has made great strides and is often looked to among African nations on ways to decrease HIV and AIDS occurrences, the numbers tell the story:

1.2 million - estimated number of people living with HIV in Uganda

150,000 – estimated number of children with HIV (though if all children were tested, I think you would see this number increase)

64,000 – estimated number of people who died from AIDS in 2009

1.2 million – number of children who have been orphaned by Uganda's devastating epidemic.

Sobering, isn’t it? One of the young girls at Watoto gave a testimony and her shirt started the conversation. It said simply “I am positive”. She’s a single mother, who was sexually abused for years, became a sex addict and has been living with HIV for the past 10 years (that’s when she was tested), but she has a great and positive outlook because she has a hope and everlasting future in Jesus. She’s proud to say she’s positive because it opens doors for her to share her faith.

She reminded me of a verse in Romans, when we are called “more than conquerors”. Conquering HIV/AIDS may not be an earthly possibility, but it is certainly no match for an everlasting future in Heaven.

The Fine Art of Cooking

2011-11-29T01:20:00.000-08:00

I like to cook. I really like to bake. But I don’t do either very often. Let’s face it, it’s hard to cook for one person. Say you make a great lasagne. You have to freeze over half of it and eat the other half for the entire week when you are just one person. Cooking for 25 is another matter entirely. Especially in Uganda.

While in America I may be used to a nice electric or gas stove top for cooking, here in Uganda we rely on a little thing called the Charcoal stove. We actually do have a stove top, but it can cost a pretty penny to fire it up every day. Charcoal provides a much more economical solution. Learning how to operate one of these bad boys is an experience. For instance, say you are supposed to take your dinner from a “boil” to a “simmer”. It’s not like there’s a little nob for that. But there is a way to do it, just take out some of that fiery hot charcoal and presto-chango, you can now simmer.

We have a set menu at the home for dinner each week, but regardless of the dish there are a few things that are ALWAYS used: cooking oil; grated tomatoes; chopped carrots, green pepper and onions; garlic; and spices like beef masala, curry, royco and salt. Go ahead. Try it. You know you want to.

One of my favorite meals is Uganda Spaghetti. There’s no red sauce, but it is oh-so-delicious! In fact, I like it so much that on Mondays, I help Aunt Margret with the cooking, so that I can learn how to make it for family & friends when I am in the states. I even bought the needed ingredients (the ones that you can’t find in America), so get ready to taste Uganda Spaghetti, friends!!

Anyway, I do often get laughed at – not in a menacing way – when “learning” to cook the Ugandan way. They don’t see me cooking very often, so I think that they think that I don’t know how. Yesterday, while waiting for the cooking oil to heat, Aunt Margret threw a few pieces of onion in the pan to see if the oil was hot enough and I got the most peculiar question posed to me “Do you know why she did that?” I had to laugh a little and say, “Yes, I do know how to cook.” I guess one of these days, I’ll have to prove that to them and make a whole meal myself :).

I’m Gonna Wash that Dirt Right Outta My Clothes

2011-11-22T05:51:00.000-08:00

Yes, the long awaited (and promised) LAUNDRY blog! (Oooo … was that a cheer I just heard?)

I’ve never really minded doing laundry. Ironing, on the other hand is another story. I base buying clothes on whether it will need ironing. But that’s besides the point … back to laundry. Laundry days (or nights) in my house typically involved a movie whilst doing it, which made it more fun. That and seeing the delight on my roommates faces of my multi-color piles. Yes, I really do separate darks from whites and then I go a step further and have a pile for reds, oranges and pinks and another pile for blues, greens and purples. Into the machine go the “whites”, then the “blues”, then the “reds” and finally “blacks” – in that order. Fresh from the dryer it creates a whole rainbow effect after everything is folded. And my AR-ness absolutely loves it (AR – anal retentive).

Here in Uganda, laundry is quite another matter. It’s quite rare to find a washing machine in someone’s house and forget about a dryer. Although, I’m quite lucky and there is a washing machine here at the home, but first, you must graduate from hand washing before attempting machine washing.

First things first … you need, 3 tubs, water and soap. Line up your tubs:

Tub 1 – the washing tub. Put in some soap and swirl around. Add dirty clothes.

Tub 2 – first rinse

Tub 3 – final rinse

Once you’ve got your clothes in the washing tub, it’s time to put your back into it. Literally. Bend over, grab the bar soap, rub it into your garment and get scrubbing. There is a technique that I, personally, have not mastered yet (it takes years of practice), but I do try. Lucky for me the kids are gracious enough to help me after they are done with their own laundry! Next, on to inspection … did you really get your shirt clean? Better check. Once you pass, throw it into the “first rinse bin” and grab the next dirty item.

Now you have some items in the “first rinse bin”, it’s time for … drum roll … the first rinse (wow, you all guessed that correctly and now win a prize). Rinse it thoroughly using some of the same techniques from washing and then ring it out, getting all the soap out. And when I say, “ring it out”, I really mean it. If we all did our laundry this way, we would have arms of steel!

On to “final rinse” … pretty much the same as “first rinse”. Ring, ring, ring out those clothes as hard as you can. And up on the line (or the ground) they go. Uganda does have a universal dryer … it’s called the sun. Oh, but make sure you have your clothes inside out. And now, your laundry is done, your back is a little sore and your arms are closer to steel than they were before you started.

Lucky for me, I can use the washing machine. I only use it occasionally and it too can create arms of steel. You see, the washing machine can fill with water on its own, but only if you wait a really long time. And there is no guarantee that the electricity will remain on while you wait (or that we have running water at the moment you want to wash). So, it’s best if you haul your own water. Last week, I hauled bucket upon bucket from our outside cistern of water. It’s kind of like a well, in that you drop a bucket on a rope into the cistern and then heave it out – using those arms of steel that you are cultivating. You do this again and again and again. Presto – washer full and can now wash your clothes or sheets or towels. Oh, but wait … there’s more. Did you forget the rinse cycle? You have to do it all again in order to rinse your clothes.

And now, I bet your probably thinking I don’t like laundry day so much anymore. On the contrary, mon ami! I still don’t mind doing laundry. Sometimes I think of it as my exercise for the day. Sometimes it’s all about being with the kids – they actually clamor to help me!

So there it is friends … laundry, Uganda style. I'm working on my arms of steel!! Ha ha!

The Jerrycan Parade

2011-11-15T03:49:00.000-08:00

Ah, the Jerrycan. Your best friend, your worst enemy. I love it and hate it all in the same breath.

As pictured here, you can see that the Jerrycan is a yellow jug of sorts, which at one time held cooking oil, but has been cleaned to now hold water. A precious commodity in Africa. The water is then used for doing the laundry, for washing dishes, for washing your hands, for cooking and drinking water, for bathing and for flushing the toilet.

Whether we have running water or not, the Jerrycan parade is always in full swing. Meaning, that the Jerrycans are always filled with water. Because they are used for so many things, and you never know if/when the running water in the house will shut off, it’s important to keep the parade going. And always have a few in your bathroom, just in case!

So, empty Jerrycans are brought outside to be refilled. Full Jerrycans are lined up in nice, neat rows (something an OCD like myself really appreciates) ready for use.

LAUNDRY. More on this later, but the Jerrycan water is emptied into big tubs for washing, the first rinse and the final rinse.

COOKING/DRINKING. Because there are no lids or caps on the Jerrycans, you must strain the water from the Jerrycan into whatever pot you are using. Strainers thus become a very important tool in everyday living. Water from the Jerrycan must boil for it to be okay to drink or cook with. (Water from the tap also must be boiled before drinking.)

BATHING. Here’s a fun trick I’ve learned. If you want hot water for bathing (no hot water in the house), you can put a couple of Jerrycans around the charcoal stove while Aunt Margaret is cooking dinner. And voila! Hot water for bathing. Then, you can just dump the Jerrycan over your head to resemble a shower!

FLUSHING. Normally we have flushing toilets, but when the water is off, you can flush using a Jerrycan. Now, simply trying to pour or “glub-glub-glub” the water directly from the Jerrycan into the toilet does not provide enough force to actually “flush” it. You must first pour the water into a bucket and then throw the bucket of water down the toiler thereby creating enough force to push the contents through the pipes.

Oh, the things a Jerrycan can do! That must be why they call it a Jerry-CAN instead of a Jerry-CAN’T. …Okay, that was pretty bad, even for me!

One more thing I forgot to mention … before bathing, it’s a good idea to check the Jerrycan for any creepy crawlees, as I learned the other night. YIKES!

T.I.A.

2011-11-12T03:40:00.000-08:00

Disclaimer: disturbing images appear in this blog. Read with caution.

For those of you unfamiliar with the term T.I.A., not to fret … I was too until a few months ago, when on my 3^rd mission trip to Africa I heard this phrase. T.I.A., something westerners say to explain the differences between being in Africa and being in the states (or Canada or Australia or Europe, etc). T.I.A. translates to “This is Africa”. Do not mistake this for something derogatory or degrading. It is far from it. It is simply a reminder, for those of us who now find ourselves in a different culture than we are used to, that we should not expect things to be the same or work the same. Africa is different than what we may be used to, but that doesn’t mean it’s worse or for that matter better. It’s just different. Of course, should a Ugandan come to the states, I’m sure they could use the same phrase, except it would mean This is America!

And so many times in the past few weeks, I have to say to myself, TIA. Sometimes, I rephrase to say OIA – Only in Africa! For instance, a tragic accident happened about a week ago in which 2 pastors and one of their assistants was killed in a car crash. One of the pastor’s was from the states and had been working with the local pastor from Uganda for many years. It is a terrible loss to the ministry they were involved in. There was a full write up in both the English and Luganda (the language spoken in this area) newspapers on the work they did and on the accident itself. When I first saw the Luganda newspaper, I was quite shocked at the graphic images of the car crash. See picture. Definitely not something you would see in the states.

Even everyday things like laundy, cooking and shopping take on a different light. Things that I’ve gotten used to or am still getting used to! Check out the fridge. It’s important to make sure bread doesn’t go bad within the week, so it’s put in the fridge. But have you ever seen a fridge mostly filled with bread? T.I.A.

So, I’m learning to smile, nod, say TIA in my head and do things the Ugandan way. And isn’t it fun learning new things?

Topics coming soon on how we do laundry, how to cook amazing Uganda spaghetti and how we get around!

Living with the Rats

2011-11-06T23:37:00.000-08:00

So, if you are my friend on Facebook and have seen my status you know that I have a rat in my room. Most unexpected and most unwelcome. Here’s how the story unfolds: I opened my closet Sunday morning and was deciding which dress to wear to church. My dresses are neatly folded and on top of a stack of other things. After rifling through them, I decide on one and pull it out. In retrospect, I realize it was not coming easily and I had to pull a little harder than normal and in a nanosecond, I realize why. A rat thudded to the floor at my feet. Or maybe it wasn’t a nanosecond – I think I was in shock, as was the rat. We both stood still for a moment and then my shock dissipated turning into hysterical screams as I ran and jumped on my bed and the little vermin scurried under it. I was still screaming as Mama Grace ran into my room. Poor Mama Grace. I think I almost gave her a heart attack. She’s standing there, hand over heart, thanking God that I’m alive. She thought I had electrocuted myself. I explained to her with heart still pounding a mile a minute that I saw a rat. A rat! A rat!! To think, my hands had been rifling through my dresses with the rat inside – SHUDDER!! And she is standing nonchalantly on the floor, where the rat could have easily crawled across her feet. (I know, I know, rats are just as scared of us as we are of them – I’ve heard it and it doesn’t make me feel any better). And that was my Sunday morning.

Lawrence does come in a moment later and looks for it, while I’m sitting on my bed. At which point he tells me: “rats are very smart and can crawl up anything, even your bed.” Yes, I jump off my bed and run directly into the sitting room, sit on the couch and pull my feet up! While we are at church, we put Molly (the cat) in my room, only to return and find her sleeping peacefully on my bed. Some guard cat she’s turned out to be! So, Charles and Chris go through EVERYTHING in my room and come up empty handed. But never fear, they assure me that there is no rat in my room and it’s safe. They looked everywhere after all. Skip ahead to bedtime, when Charles informs me “Auntie, keep your ears open.” I ponder and ask “Why?” “For the rat,” he says. “But I thought you said it wasn’t in there!” “Oh, I just wanted you to go back in your bedroom.” Ahhhh, thanks Charles! Needless to say, I take one of the boys in the room with me, grab my pillow, computer and mosquito net and hightail it out of there! I am sleeping in another room tonight.

Here’s the thing about rats … they are sneaky. They know when to hide. They can steal your food. They poop anywhere. They can eat your clothes and make you go a little zany in the head (especially if you don’t particularly like them!). Most unwelcome. And they can “accidentally” appear out of nowhere at a moments notice. Most unexpected. Isn’t that how sin manifests in our lives too? Sometimes it’s left hiding in the shadows of our minds and makes an appearance when we least expect it. And when we leave it there without dealing with it … it steals and spoils the life God intended us to have. The good news is that you don’t have to fight it alone. That’s what friends and family are for. They can help you hunt out your rats and kill them!

So, I’m dealing with my rat problem(s). Are you?

By the Numbers

2011-10-30T12:55:00.000-07:00

Interestingly enough, my first Sunday here (last week), the sermon topic at church was singleness. Apparently, Pastor Andrew is doing a series on “The Family”, including marrieds, singles, children and family, which Sarah told me after I laughed about it to her. He even had all the single people in the congregation stand up! Ha ha!

This Sunday, at Kampala Baptist Church (pictured here), the sermon topic was children. Pastor Andrew had some interesting statistics that I’d like to share:

46% of births in Uganda are unplanned
1 in 4 girls have sex by age 18; 50% of those have a baby by the age 20
57% of Ugandans are under the age of 24 (lots of kids!!)
Uganda ranks 3^rd in the world in fertility!

Single mothers may think they only way out of their situation is to get a man to provide. Too many times, that “solution” results in another baby and the man walking away from his responsibilities. And this could happen again and again and again.

And then you see children having children, which often results in grandparents raising their grandchildren. This can also be the result of HIV killing the parents (mostly due to sexual practices). In any case, the children are the victims and often go on to have children of their own when they are still children. A vicious cycle, indeed.

With so many children, and parents often working or gone altogether, they are left to fend for themselves. And these are the dangers they face: child sacrifice, child molestation/rape, child abuse, child neglect and child trafficking (among others).

Sometimes it’s easy to forget that children in the world have such horrors thrust upon them. But forgetting or staying ignorant doesn’t make it any less true. I often think, what can I do … but I know of one thing that can move mountains. I get on my knees. Join me won’t you?

Let’s remember … children are a gift from God.

Can You Feel the Love Tonight?

2011-10-26T08:13:00.000-07:00

My answer is yes! It’s a special thing indeed to have 18 choruses of “Good Morning, Auntie Leslie”; a round of hugs and special smiles; and having special notes written just for you slipped shyly into your hands. It’s no wonder I feel loved.

Almost every day since my arrival I have received a missive from one of the children. Perhaps a color page with my name on it, or stickers or a story they wrote or a simple letter with a drawing on it. All done for me. A special delivery if you will. I think how undeserved I am of such adoration.

But I’m adored nonetheless. And not just by these 18 beautiful souls. For you see, as I’m reminded over and over in the guileless letters of children, I am a princess. I’ve been given the title by none other than the King of Glory. And He has written a beautiful letter to me as well. It’s pretty long and takes a while to read, but it’s there anytime I need a reminder that I’m loved.

In the world of Facebook and emails, I can’t tell you how blessed it feels to get hand-written notes. Don’t you agree? My grandmother always sent cards or little notes to tell me how the weather has been or what she did that day in the garden. I always loved getting the mail and seeing something other than junk or bills.

Oh and let me not forget to mention the lovely cards and notes of encouragement that I received before coming to Uganda. I saved them to read when I arrived and they are now proudly hung on my wall. A visual reminder of the love of friends and family and the prayers that are being said on my behalf. Thank you friends!!

And so, my challenge to you is to write. Not on your friends Facebook wall or in an email. Write. On paper. Take the time to show your friends and family that they are loved. (You have a pass on writing to me, since I’m a continent away! But, if you feel the urge, I do have an address now. Let me know and I’ll message you).

Movie Night without Electricity?

2011-10-22T20:21:00.000-07:00

Though I’m writing this in the wee hours of Sunday morning, my mind is still on Friday. Friday was only my second “official” day at the home and it started much like Thursday. Knock, knock on my bedroom door and in walks Henry. Henry is always ready with a smile and a way to help. This morning, he helps me boil water on the charcoal stove for my oatmeal. Then it’s on to class. I’m helping the P1 students. P1 – Primary 1 and the equivalent of our first grade. We are reviewing math and science and continuing lessons in their religious studies education. P1 gets out at 1pm and the rest of the grades at 4pm. And on Friday, the kids let loose. It’s the start of the weekend after all.

I walk down the hall towards the girls room to excited squeals of Auntie, Auntie! I brought a calendar with me; one that my sister made for me with pictures of my family and they all clamored to see it. They love looking at pictures of any kind and as I told them who the people were, they would go back through the book and say to the girls who just joined in the fun “That’s Auntie with dark hair”, “That’s Auntie’s Birthday”, “That’s Auntie’s mother”. Soon the conversation led to who slept in which bed. With all 12 girls in one room (It’s akin to a slumber party every night), they have triple bunk beds. If I were a little girl again, I would love to sleep in these! And this led to invitations to sit in their bed and chat or play cards. Carol, the wild child is of course on a top bunk, so they laughed as I climber there. Next it was on to Bena’s, whose bunk is in the middle, where she beat me in slap jack; then to Sharon’s, whose bunk is on the bottom, where again I was beaten in slap jack! These girls are good! All the while, I’m receiving invitations from Teddy and Shafiga and Mercy and Vickie … I have many more afternoons of this to look forward to!!

Friday & Saturday nights are movie nights, but I think someone forgot to tell the power company because the electricity was out. These kids take that kind of thing in stride. There is no complaining, no remarks of how “unfair” it is. We just find something else to do. I had brought the Chornicles of Narnia series for the kids and Sarah and I thought it would be fun to read the stories all together a few nights a week. What better night to start. As I sat on the couch, surrounded by 18 curious little faces and started the first book, I smiled inwardly. This is the stuff I didn’t know I was missing out on until now. At each chapter break, the kids asked for more. Even when the lights came back on. (We did end up watching a movie later.)

Earlier that day, I had eaten one of my little Dove dark chocolate bites (which will forever remind me of the Women’s retreat and my drama girls). The message on the inside said “Life is Good”. I couldn’t agree more.

It’s a new dawn. It’s a new day. It’s a new life for me.

2011-10-19T21:00:00.000-07:00

If you have never had the pleasure of seeing the sunrise from above the clouds, then you are missing out. It is the most beautiful reminder that God’s blessings are new each day. That is a good reminder on this day of all days. And so I document it. Kind of like a memory stone for the digital age.

After a over 24 hours of travel, which included 18.5 hours on two planes and waiting over 11 hours in three airports, a new life has dawned. And with it exciting new challenges, new friends and hopefully a new perspective.

So, off I go with my friends Sarah and Henry. It’s just me this time. I’m so used to traveling with about 15-20 other Mzungus on the mission teams. Believe it or not, it feels entirely normal to be just me. While we have Henry (the best driver in Uganda!), Sarah and I run a few errands. First things first – I need “connected” while here in Uganda. Off to Orange to get a modem and internet access, then Nokia to get a phone, then MTN to get a line and minutes for the phone. And presto-chango, I’m connected! (Oh, and Samosa’s and chapatti for lunch. SO GOOD!)

Off to the home – where 18 kids are eagerly awaiting my arrival, almost as much as I am eagerly awaiting their smiling faces. In grand Ugandan tradition, hugs all around and all my luggage (all 6 HEAVY bags) mysteriously make their way to my room.

The kids have to get back to their schoolwork, and Sarah and I are heading out to take one of the students who attends New Creation Center (Loving One by One’s primary school) to the doctor. Hopefully the medicines prescribed get her feeling better and back in school in no time!

By this time, I am a cooked goose. I think I only got about 5 hours of restless sleep in the past 48 hours, and my bed is calling my name. Do you know the best way to wake up from a nap? Drums right outside your bedroom door J. Yes, it is worship time at NCFH (New Creation Family Home). I realize the electricity has gone out, but that doesn’t matter. All the kids are gathered in the living room and even though I’m still a little fuzzy, I can’t help but smile at the site. After Bible study and prayer time, we sit for a meal of beans & rice (my first of many such meals!) and then it’s back to bed. I’m still not really cognitive!

And now it’s morning time. Chris just knocked on my door to give me my water bottle that I left in the living room last night, so I guess the kids are up. And off I go again. Blessings new each morning.

Cry Out!

2011-10-12T21:53:00.000-07:00

I'll make this short ... click on the link below and read the article by the BBC. And then, cry out!!

Where Child Sacrifice is a Business

The 1 Week Countdown

2011-10-10T20:00:00.000-07:00

It is officially here ... the 1 week mark. Lots of emotions at this point. To date, the only thing I've been feeling is pure excitement. And now that the big move is 7 days away, more emotions are coming to the fore. Ones like trepidation, anxiety, fear. And that's okay with me. I'm giving myself a pass, since I'm moving to Africa and all :).

The past few weeks have been ... well, busy seems to be an understatement. I made a wonderful, but impromptu trip back home to Indiana two weekends ago. My lovely Grammie passed away and it was nice to be with my family to celebrate her life, our memories of her and rejoice that she's in Heaven with Jesus. This past weekend was all about the girls and chocolate, at my church's women's retreat. We had a great time even if I did gain a few pounds over the weekend. I was in charge of drama at the retreat, and being the overachiever I apparently am, I decided to write the scripts. Talk about a "what was I thinking?" moment! But, God worked it all out and everyone loved the dramas. (And that was my "yippee" moment!).

And now ... it's all about packing. Packing my room, packing my bags and packing on the pounds. Technically, I've been working on that for a month or so. I keep thinking about all the goodies that I won't have access to in Uganda and I've been eating and eating and eating.

So with 1 week to go, I'm anxious to get there, I'm filled with trepidation at leaving all my friends & family and I'm afraid that I won't be up to the challenge. BUT ... as I learned in the "Dirty Little Secrets" workshop at the retreat this past weekend, it's best to fight lies with truth. And here is the truth: God's timing is perfect, He will supply all my needs and He will finish the good work He has started.

7 days to go!!!

One small step ... or a giant leap. You decide.

2011-08-03T22:12:00.000-07:00

About 2 weeks ago, I returned from a short term mission trip in Uganda. Beautiful country, beautiful people, amazing work, awesome God. But more on that later. First, I want to share this story.

Meet Franco. A beautiful, if not sad & apprehensive, little boy that first caught my eye when our bus pulled into the complex where we were holding one of our medical clinics. I distinctly remember seeing him from my open window. He was ambling alongside the fence where we entered. He was alone. There were no smiles from him. Just curious little eyes looking out from his down-trodden head. I tapped Sherry (pictured here with Franco) and said one little word, "Look".

I had never seen bow legs like this before. There was no running, no jumping, no carefree skipping for Franco. And behind that curious gaze, you could feel a longing for help. As if Jesus himself was saying "when you did it to one of the least of these".

I can't pretend to know or understand what Franco was really feeling - or how he felt his whole life. I don't know what it's like to live with this kind of condition. I don't know if he saw us Mzungus and thought, maybe they can help me. Or maybe he thought there was no helping him. But I do know that every child wants to be seen. Wants to be loved. And from all appearances, it didn't seem Franco thought he was either seen or loved.

Let's fast forward a few weeks. I'd like you meet Franco. A beautiful little boy, quick with a smile and head held high. He's recovering from surgery and starting his rehabilitation. He's taking small steps ... or wait ... was that really a giant leap?

When sad & apprehensive becomes beaming & joyful, I'd say thats quite a leap. It's amazing that when Jesus moves us to see, moves us to act, lives change. I thank God that Sherry & Ken (of Loving One by One) follow God's spontaneous prompts. I hope I do the same.

Franco, we see you. We love you. Leap on :)

DAY 28: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:47:00.001-07:00

Original Post Date: Mon, Mar 21, 2011

The last day. The last day of anything in life is usually coupled with an emotional response. Whether that be the last day of vacation and the dread of going back to the grind, the last day of school and the incredible excitement you feel or even the last day of a 28 day challenge and the relief/joy/trepidation/sense of pride you feel now that it’s coming to a close.

Relief. Yes, I’m relieved that it is over. I’m relieved that I get to enjoy a glass of milk again, that I can go out to lunch/dinner with friends and not worry about the menu. Relief that I don’t have to be so diligent in reading ingredient labels when I shop. I mean, do you know how much time that adds to a grocery outing? And even a little relief that I no longer have to write a daily blog. Sometimes I would forget and end up doing it after midnight – tonight is no exception!

Joy. I have found some wonderful new foods and habits throughout this experience (see Day 27!), that I wouldn’t have otherwise found. I’m grateful that so many of you have been an encouragement to me and maybe found a little healthy inspiration for yourselves.

Trepidation. It’s no secret that I’m a little nervous about facing the temptations of chocolate without my accountability blog! It’s just too easy to call this a 28 day stint and go back to eating the way I was before. Here’s to hoping that 28 days really does build habits. I cannot and will not ban chocolate from my life, but the plan is to only have it on weekends (or a VERY special occasion). Bye-bye caterer’s chocolate chip cookies. I will miss you.

Sense of pride. I’m proud of myself, too. Knowing that I’m a very competitive person (who didn’t know that?), I knew going in that I would never cheat on the “vegan” eating. And though I couldn’t always make the gluten-free thing or meditation work for me, I’m okay with that. I actually ate healthy for 4 weeks straight!! And at final count tonight, I’ve lost 12 pounds. Can I get a woot-woot?!

So a toast! To all the vegans, the carnivores, the chocoholics, and the granolas … I am one of you!

My gratitude and thanks go out to all of you, my reader friends. Wishing you all healthy eating.

Closing thought … Vanilla Chai tea, I’ll see you on the flip side!!

DAY 27: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:46:00.001-07:00

Original Post Date: Sun, Mar 20, 2011

One day left! WOW! Has it really almost been 4 weeks since meat, milk, cheese or eggs (or dessert) has crossed these lips? Can I just say it again? WOW! And with that wow, comes a little bit of shock and surprise. I’m utterly shocked that today, of all days, was one of the hardest of the entire challenge, which makes me a little worried about what’s to come! I mean, there are 5 boxes of Thin Mints that have been patiently awaiting their consumption for 2 weeks! What happens if I crash and burn? The wise answer is to say let it go and start again. In the wise words of Scarlet O’Hara “Tomorrow is another day!”

Rather than focus on the inevitable mis-steps I will make in the future, I’m going to focus on the things that I discovered along this journey that I plan on integrating into my healthier eating lifestyle:

Vanilla Chai Tea – ironically, one of the vegan treats I discovered but couldn’t have because the cleanse was caffeine-free! I’m very much looking forward to Tuesday morning when I can have this!
Almond Milk – no, I’m not giving up my regular milk; however, the almond milk has less calories and is great with my protein shakes. This is a must-have!
Hummus – I still can’t believe this one. I don’t know if I will be able to do all kinds of hummus, but the red roasted pepper has become a favorite snack.
Smaller portions, more times a day – this way of eating seems to be working for me. In typical American fashion, I was eating too big of portions. And of course, my new workout buddy – apple w/ nut butter – will be my go-to snackage on trainer days.
Quinoa – who doesn’t love a good for you ancient grain?
SoDelicious coconut yogurt – something healthy that tastes like dessert? I’ll take it!
Boca Burgers – I really like these. They are not a substitute if you really want a burger, but they are still good, and easy – it has to be easy!
Brown Basmati – I’ve been making batches of this 1-2 times a week and then eating off of it all week and I’m really liking this. It makes grabbing a quick dinner much faster and a whole lot healthier than fast food!
Cooking veggies on Sunday – to go along with the rice, this is a genius plan to keep healthy eating going strong.
Bolthouse Farms & Naked Juices – there’s literally a rainbow to choose from with lots of vitamins, nutrients and fruits & veggies! I love the slogan on the green Naked juice “looks weird, tastes great”. They deliver on that!

Had I not done this challenge, the likelihood of me discovering the above was slim to none. Very glad I did.

Closing thought … I’m one more day closer to the vanilla chai tea that’s been sitting in my fridge. Very very happy!

DAY 26: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:45:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sat, Mar 19, 2011

T minus 2 days and counting. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Throw in some wisdom and foolishness and I think today is the making for a great book. Maybe we could call it The Tale of Two Leslie’s. Quite apropos considering I went to Leslie’s baby shower today (my “name twin” is having a baby – not me!). And on the flip side, I am like two Leslie’s. There is vegan-Leslie and carnivore-Leslie J. I digress; back to the point I was making.

Let me start with the worst of times. It has nothing to do with the circumstances or events of the day and everything to do with this dreary, cold and rainy weather. I would much prefer to stay inside on a day like this, watch movies, read books and of course snack on some molten lava cake or warm brownies … er … change that, some hot herbal tea and tomato soup (yes, this is the new, healthy me talking now!). And let’s face it, Californians are not known for their stellar driving record in the rain. Sorry to all you natives, but us transplants speak the truth!

On to the best of times … celebration of new life! My friends are having their first baby and it was shower time! In typical celebratory fashion, there was plenty of food. I’m always a little nervous going into events where I know there is going to be that land of plentiful bounty atop a table in the middle of the room with food I want to eat, but shouldn’t. My saving grace is that, so far, there has always been something I’ve been able to partake in, which makes me feel somehow more included in the festivities than if I had to just swear off the food table entirely. Today was no exception (insert smiley face here!).

And the best of times continues … I got to visit with a lot of important people in my life today. Whether one-on-one, in a crowd, or a small group, these friends are exceptional and I don’t get to spend enough time with them, so it was definitely the best of times today!

And back comes the trepidation and nervousness! After the shower a few of us went out to dinner to catch up. Going to a restaurant also invokes in me these irrational nervous feelings, partly because I’m not sure what I will be able to eat and partly because I feel so high-maintenance when I order. After one glance at this menu, there was nothing to fear. Vegan burger with grilled zucchini, sautéed mushrooms and a spicy pepper chutney with a side of steamed veggies. Oh-so-good! I know I’ve just tantalized your taste buds. What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t tell you where you can find this fine faire? The Englander’s Pub in San Leandro. Look it up. Go eat! Seriously some good ole pub food awaits!

I feel a little accomplished to say that while on this vegan challenge I was able to go to events and restaurants like today and just be … normal (well, as normal as I can be, anyway). This is life and vegan or not, there are healthy choices to make each time. I can’t say that prior to this little experiment of mine that I would have even taken heed to the healthy options. I’m definitely a sugaraholic and the desserts seem to have this magical magnetism with me. This challenge has offered me the opportunity to reset my “goodie” button. “Goodies” do not have to be cookies and cakes. My “goodie” button has been reprogrammed to now encompass fruits and veggies and salads. It may still be challenging at times to resist the treats, but ultimately, the choice is mine and I can make the healthy one (and so can you!)

Closing thought … With only 2 days left, get your requests in now! Any questions out there that I haven’t answered yet? Let me know!

DAY 25: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:41:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Fri, Mar 18, 2011

T minus 3 days and counting. Temptation. For anyone with a vice (and that would be all of us), temptation is just around the corner. It’s what we choose when we come face to face with it that really matters. All through this challenge, I have faced my eating history with a few groans and grimaces as the temptations of what I once consumed would magically appear on my co-workers plates, or the smells of those delectables would waft under my nose, or more poignantly, when I would actually seek out the smell of said delectable, as was the case today. There was chocolate cake at work today. Individually packaged and ready for enjoyment. I looked at my co-workers and said, quite casually, “I just want to smell it!” NOT A GOOD IDEA!

I’ve said it before and it’s worth repeating: this blog has kept me more accountable than you will ever know. The temptations that I have faced were relatively easy to turn down, knowing that I would be honest with all of you had I cheated. Come Tuesday, that accountability is gone. The challenge is over. And if that small, tiny, little whiff of chocolate cake was any indication, then temptation may just come and claim me! Yikes! It’s like living on the Biggest Loser ranch and then facing the real world. So, I go back a few blog posts and remind myself, “no one ever died from saying no to the cookie.”

Even with just 3 days left, I’m still experimenting with my vegan choices. Up today was key lime soy yogurt, quinoa stir-fry and morning star’s version of a vegan burger. I think we all know how I feel about key lime – yum! Quinoa stir-fry was thumbs up; another winner from my frozen Gobble Green meals. And the vegan burger … not bad. Especially since I added rice milk pepperjack cheese and sautéed mushrooms. I still can’t believe that there are all these vegan cheeses out there. Granted, I have not really eaten the cheese by itself, so I can’t tell you if they taste exactly like regular cheese, but melted on a vegan burger or in some pasta – tastes the same to me!

Closing thought … I wonder what tempting treats I will face at my friends baby shower tomorrow. At least I still have the blog-accountability!

DAY 24: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:40:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Thurs, Mar 17, 2011

T minus 4 days and counting. So many people have asked what my first meal will be after I’m done or what will I eat moving forward or will I keep eating this way. The answer to the last question is a resounding no! I like my meat, milk and eggs way too much. As to what I will be eating moving forward, it’s all about resetting my “health” button. A huge reason I wanted to do this in the first place was to re-introduce myself to veggies. And now that we’ve re-connected, I want to make sure we don’t get separated. Whether I have a piece of fish or chicken with those veggies or some brown rice and beans I don’t think really matters.

Now for the big question … what’s your first meal going to be after the cleanse is over. I hate to disappoint, but I fear that it may be coming for many of you. I’m not going to rock the boat too much. No steak and milkshake! The vegan cleanse is finished end of day on Monday. I’m not about to go crazy, throw my system out of whack and be too sick to go to work, although the whole caffeine-free thing is being thrown out the window asap! I will be having my vanilla chai tea promptly on Tuesday morning! As for the rest, you’ll just have to wait over the next few days. I’ll give you a little hint … I bought some yummy white fish at Trader Joe’s tonight!

Tonight I gave brown rice pasta another chance to impress and it was abysmal. It’s like the bad second date you knew you shouldn’t have accepted in the first place. If you want good gluten-free pasta, chose the Quinoa and move along.

Closing thought … at least I didn’t waste all the mushrooms I bought tonight in that brown rice pasta.

DAY 23: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:38:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Wed, Mar 16, 2011

T minus 5 days and counting. Today’s reflection is on the quintessential gathering around a table. The pilgrims and Indians know all about that. Most Americans mark a celebration with it. There’s the family dinner, the extended Sunday family dinner, Easter/Christmas/Thanksgiving dinners, 4^th of July picnics, backyard BBQs, birthdays, girl’s night out … the list goes on and on. Today was no exception. My department when to lunch to celebrate one of my colleagues’ (yet-to-be-born) new baby girl. The appetizers were mouth-watering, the entrees looked delicious and don’t get me started on the desserts. Did I mention this was Italian at it’s best? I order the spinach salad sans bacon and the linguine with marinara sauce and keep myself ignorant to the ingredients. Here’s hoping that the pasta was egg free! I won’t even bother hoping for gluten-free. And though my meal was delicious, all I wanted was to sink my teeth into some of that bread (made with milk and eggs – believe me, I asked!), appetizers and desserts that everyone around me was enjoying. This blog keeps me accountable yet again! I know I’ve come a long way, just maybe not far enough to turn down the good ole fashioned gathering around a table.

Something new to report: If you like Soy Sauce, you should get yourself some Organic Tamari. I finally tried it with my rice & veggie leftovers. Two thumbs up!

Tonight I stepped into Safeway for the first time since I began my vegan challenge. I made it easy on myself – I wasn’t there to shop for me! My company has an office in Japan and we are sending a giant care package of items that our employees there have requested. The stores in Japan are sold out and distribution centers are not restocking them due to the travel restrictions. We’re putting all our hope in FedEx. Goooooo FedEx!! Back to Safeway … I bought all sorts of goodies that I would like to eat. It was cathartic in a weird way.

Closing thought … must learn the art of gathering around a table the healthy way (it’s so hard without brownies or cheesecake or peach goo. Or Ice cream! Definitely Ice Cream!).

DAY 22: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:37:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Tues, Mar 15, 2011

T minus 6 days and counting. Tonight I’m reflecting on the often asked question, “So do you feel better eating this way?” Until tonight my answer had always been “Um, not really.” But as I look back over the past few months compared to these latest few weeks, I do find one interesting tidbit. I think it’s quite possible that I had been eating myself into a sugar-induced state of depression. Lack of sugar, better hydration, and “whole foods” tend to make for a better overall mental state. And so now, should someone ask, my answer will be entirely different. I will simply say “Yes, Yes I do feel better. Thanks for asking.” Smile and go on my merry way. After all, feeling good and “feeling” good really are two different things.

On my plate today was pretty standard vegan faire. I’ve been steadily making a huge batch of brown basmati rice every 3-4 days (depending on if I’m feeling generous and share with the roomie!), and if you’ve been reading this daily outpouring of vegan-ness you’ll remember that I also cooked a giant pile of veggies that I’m still eating off of. Rice and veggies stir-fry. It has been, and remains, one of my favorite things to eat – vegan or not.

Oh, I almost forgot … hold on to your hats, because I have a surprise! I love my red roasted pepper hummus! You heard that right! I still can’t believe it, but it is one of my go-to snackages during the day. Yippee for powering through!

My gym offers yoga class on Tuesday nights and I started taking it off and on a few months ago. I have to say, that I really enjoy it, and tonight it was double the pleasure – class was good and it counts as my meditation for the day! If you’ve never taken yoga, it certainly opens up your entire exercise vocabulary with words like: chaturanga, stick pose, happy baby and mountain pose. But my favorite part is when all the lights go off and you literally just lay there and breathe. Breathe with me … ahhhhhhhhhhh! See, don’t you feel better already?

Since I got home so late, I didn’t want a big meal, so I opted for another of my favorites – vegan or not! Toast with peanut butter and bananas. L-O-V-E it!! (for my Neighborhood church friends, I really mean that! I DO love it!)

Closing thought … it’s been a very “vegan or not” day of favorites!

DAY 21: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:35:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Mon, Mar 14, 2011

T minus 7 days and counting! I think what I am most looking forward to is not wondering what I will be able to eat when my co-workers go to lunch or when my girls all get together. That has definitely been the biggest struggle. I’ve had to take my own food almost everywhere – just in case there was nothing vegan, gluten-free and non-processed!

Tonight, I had another cooking adventure, but this time with an entirely different outcome. Brown rice pasta with tomato basil sauce. Not my favorite. And I’m not entirely sure why? I mean, this meal sounds right up my alley. But, and this is a BIG BUT, The sauce had way too much garlic for my liking. Surprise! Me not like garlic? What can I say, I'm a non-garlic girl. Anyway, the label should definitely say “tomato basil garlic”. How hard would it be to add that little word to the label? The worst of it is that I used the rest of my sautéed mushrooms. Boo!

The flip side of the boo coin, is a yippee! I think I have figured out a workout secret. It’s a secret power snack to fuel any workout. Apple and a nut butter of your choice. There is a plethora to choose from – gala, fuji, pink lady and peanut, cashew, almond. I have a whole jar of almond butter to consume, so I’ve been using that. I digress. The point is, if you eat well and drink plenty o' water during the day, this secret power snack will give you a boost for a kick-booty workout! So what are you waiting for … go on, give it a try! Yes! I mean now! Drop and give me twenty! (I must be channeling my trainer! Ha ha!)

Closing thought … do I try the brown rice pasta again tomorrow for lunch? It’s a toss-up!

DAY 20: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:34:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sun, Mar 13, 2011

I have a new discovery! Coconut cultured milk (aka yogurt made from coconut milk)! I bought the vanilla flavor thinking I could spruce it up with fruit and granola if needed only to find that it truly tastes like pudding! A yummilicious vanilla desert pudding. Granola and berries just add a little frosting to the decadence that is this dessert. It’s so good! Now, this is a dessert that I can get on board with – and technically, it’s not a dessert. Even better!

On to meditation. As today is Sunday, I find the best “meditation” simply singing praises at church! It is especially nice doing it in children’s church among all the “little children of the Lord”. God created music and singing and I just have a feeling, a part of that was for our health, well-being and de-stressing! Because it does all those things!!! If you need a meditation break, just pick your favorite hymn or worship song and let it fly. Good stuff!

I’m anxious for tomorrow to come because then I start my week-long countdown!! What does that mean for you, my fine reader friends? It means a countdown to the integration process. What I’ve learned, what I’m taking with me moving forward and how I’ve changed. I bet you can’t wait. Ha ha!

Closing thought … good thing I bought TWO coconut yogurts! YUM!

DAY 19: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:32:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sat, Mar 12, 2011

Wow! I had to do a double take on the day. Day 19 already. Sometimes I can hardly believe it. I admit that this has been easier than I anticipated. Of course, I was thinking worst case scenario, so I guess anything is better than that. I honestly believe that I would not have made it this far without cheating had it not been for this blog. I find great accountability in it. And on that note ….

I just got home from Girl’s night out! We had a great time hanging out, shopping, trying on clothes and eating. And because it was girl’s night out (not an every day occurrence), I felt justified in indulging in chips and salsa and grain crackers. Now you may be thinking, “sounds vegan to me!” and you’d be correct. I did not cheat on the vegan eating, but I did “cheat” on the cleanse. I’m pretty sure the crackers had gluten and chips are just banned from the cleanse in general! So, to stay true and honest, there you have it.

I discovered a GREAT meal today! Remember a few days ago how I added black beans to my rice, sprinkled Southwest seasoning on it, and topped it off with veggies and salsa. Well, today, I added some Soysation cheese! And this meal, my friends, is amazing! I’m thinking next time of doing it as a baked casserole type dish. Who wants to come for dinner? Although I have to admit, it would probably be even better with a little chicken!

Closing thought … I should experiment with recipes more often. Apparently, I’m quite good at it!

DAY 18: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:31:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Fri, Mar 11, 2011

I do love a good Indiana Jones movie and of course my favorite is The Last Crusade. I bring this up because today, I heard that old knight (the one with the giant hand!) say “You have chosen poorly” right after taking my first bite of the Gobble Green lunch I brought. Note to self, you do NOT like the Kung Pao “chicken” (chicken meaning some sort of fake, vegan chicken substitute).

I did; however, find something new that I ate instead. When I went to Whole Foods the other day, I made myself really look at the varieties of yogurt available and I found some vegan alternatives that looked quite tasty. I mean, give me anything that says “Key Lime Pie” and I bet it’s good! I don’t care if it was made with soy – it was yummy! Throw in some glute-free granola and BAM! you have a delicious snack/lunch.

Tonight I cut up all the vegetables I bought and cooked them – it looked so pretty in the dish. Like a rainbow!! Now I have a huge tub of left-overs that I get to enjoy for a few days! How smart am I?

You know, I feel like I’m really getting the hang of this healthy eating thing. They say it takes 21 days to make a habit, so I’ll wait another 3 days before I get over-confident :). I still have some cravings … like a good turkey sandwich, or some white fish with a pablano sauce, and of course good ole fashioned chocolate chip cookies. But, the big realization is that I don’t have to eat the cookie every time it’s presented to me (which is every day at work!). I will survive if I say No! No one ever died from saying no to a chocolate chip cookie. Wow, I feel so smart and healthy :)

Closing thought … that meditation with my noise canceling headphones really worked!

DAY 17: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:29:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Thur, Mar 10, 2011

The day of triple temptation, no food and a long night.

You will NOT believe what arrived on my desk today. Five boxes of Thin Mints! Wasn’t it just a few days ago that I ordered these suckers? I thought it would take at least 2 weeks to come in, but no. And now I have to stare at them for at least 11 more days. Temptation #1.

One of my favorite vendors came to the office today. We are working on this big project, so I was in and out of meetings with them all day. It just so happened that the project lead had a birthday yesterday. So what did this most-favorite-vendor do? They brought in cupcakes and champagne! I’m talking red velvet and chocolate scrum-delici-oso cupcakes. Temptation #2.

Tonight I went to a great charity event hosted by Betty Confidential benefiting AVID, an organization that helps kids in foster care with education including college. A great cause. And of course, platters of tasty little morsels. The kind that you can just pick up by the handful and pop in your mouth. Temptation #3.

I left straight from work to take part in the event, knowing that I would not have time to eat dinner. Oddly enough, I’m not even hungry, but the slight headache I now have is saying otherwise. I ate my rice cracker and hummus snack at 3pm (while everyone else was devouring cupcakes!) and didn’t get to eat again until 9:15, when I got in my car to drive home and anxiously ripped open a KIND bar (I haven’t talked about these before – but they are goooooood!).

And my work day finally ended roughly 12 hours after it began. Oh, did I not mention that I was attending the event for my company? For anyone who has not worked an event as a representative of your company, it’s different than attending as just you. It’s “work” you. You have to be “on” all night. I’m so ready to be “off”!

Closing thought … it’s a Gobble Green pre-packaged vegan meal for lunch tomorrow!

DAY 16: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:27:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Wed, Mar 9, 2011

Today marked my 2^nd trip to Whole Foods in my whole life. It was MUCH faster and less expensive – both wins in my book! You know you’ve hit a groove when you are shopping for your “favorites”. Of course, I couldn’t resist a few new (and hopefully) tasty treats! I found myself in the middle of what-can-only-be-described as the gluten-free aisle looking at brownie mixes. One just happened to find it’s way into my cart. It was calling out to be rescued from the shelves and who am I to refuse aid? Alas, I know that I can’t make them for another 12 days, so into the back of the cupboard it goes.

I had mentioned Larabars in an earlier post and Whole Foods has an aisle of flavor possibilities to try out! Target only has 2 (booooo). New flavors for this week: Cinnamon Roll, Lemon Bar and Key Lime. Oooooo …. Can’t wait to dig in. Now for some Larabar education: All Larabars are gluten-free, but Vegans beware, not all Larabar flavors are animal-free. For some reason tonight, I would see gluten-free and automatically assume VEGAN! So NOT the case. Gluten-free does not a vegan make. And thus another round of label reading!

As promised, meditation activities commenced this evening. I tried to take it very seriously! In fact, there was no giggling (sorry to disappoint!). Tonight’s exercise was to focus on each muscle group in order to relax all your muscles down to your toes. Easy enough, right? I must be too high strung for my own good. It probably didn’t help that I had my window open and could hear traffic and planes and in the faint distance BART trains. That and I’m a huge mind-wanderer. So I kept thinking about the noises outside, thinking about what to make for lunch, thinking about the clothes I need to put away, the things I need to do at work, and on and on. I’m hoping practice makes perfect. I’ve got another 12 days to figure it out.

Closing thought … hmmm, which Larabar flavor should I try in the morning? I think I’ll go with Cinnamon Roll.

DAY 15: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:25:00.001-07:00

Original Post Date: Tues, Mar 8, 2011

Wow, after 14 days of writing daily about my varying vegan cleanse experiences, I expected to run out of topics … but alas, I have not!

Part of the cleanse includes meditation and deep breathing exercises to reduce stress, neither of which I have done. So, the next 2 weeks, I am vowing to take part in that which makes Leslie a stress-free girl. The nutritionist provides us with guided meditations. Ya know, the kind you that you giggle at because the soothing voice is just so … soothing and maybe a little velveeta (aka cheesy). So yes, I will try the soothing voice lady. BUT, I am also creating my own meditation. A little thing called Worship. Because really, who wants me to be the healthiest me that I can be? Soothing voice lady or my Saviour? I think this is a great plan!

The other thing that I am supposed to do to reduce stress is lessen the intensity of workouts, which I also have not done. But for me, I think working out is a great stress reliever. Did we learn nothing from Legally Blonde? “People who workout have endorphins. Endorphins make people happy. Happy people don’t kill other people.” (paraphrased!)

The good news is that for the last two weeks, the answer to my trainer’s “How do you feel from our last workout?” has been “Great!”. Normally, this is not the case. We push hard and by the end my legs are usually quaking in their boots from exhaustion. As anyone who works out knows, there’s something I like to call the 2-day burn. On the second day after a hard workout, you can barely put one leg in front of the other. And forget about the staircase! Ouch! HOWEVER, since being on this cleanse, I have noticed that the typical 2-day burn has not come for a visit! My muscles are recovering faster. It’s GREAT!

Closing thought … (in my best soothing voice) relax, forget about your day, put the past behind you (*giggle*)

DAY 14: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:24:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Mon, Mar 7, 2011

It’s the curse of another “p” word. I’m not talking about poop today, I’m talking about dreaded PIMPLES! Lots of them, all over my face. I even found one on my eyelid. How does that happen? I think all these toxins that I’m trying to rid my body of are taking their leave through my face. It’s a really good thing my skin care provider also happens to be my best friend! Mandy, please tell me you’ve got an opening on Saturday. My face could really use it!

In spite of the curse of the pimple, I am officially celebrating 2 weeks! That’s right! 2 weeks, baby! It’s truth time. Anyone who thought I would’ve folded by now, make yourselves known. I forgive you.

With celebration comes remembrance: It’s been two weeks since I enjoyed the caterer’s most delicious chocolate chip cookies. Two weeks since I’ve savored a chocolate truffle. Two weeks since I got to use my “I Love Ice Cream” mug. And in those two weeks, I have not stepped one foot on the “s” word. The dreaded scale … dun,dun,dun!!!!!!

Two weeks of denying myself my favorite treats and it better result in something good on that scale. After all, toxins should weigh something. And when they are de-toxed, you should be lighter. I’m just saying.

I’m happy to report that I’m celebrating more than just the 2 week mark! Yup, my toxins weighed something and that makes it all worth it!

Closing thought … pimples, poop, scales, lentil loaf, hummus, almond butter, tofu. I wonder what the next 2 weeks hold.

DAY 13: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:22:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sun, Mar 6, 2011

It’s time. I’ve been putting it off long enough. Yes, it’s time for the dreaded “p” word. That’s right. POOP! Hey, if Oprah can have a whole show about it, then I can at least devote one blog to it!

Let’s get it all out there (literally)! Question time … how often do you go #2? How often do you even think about the last time you went #2? If you’re anything like me, it’s not often. It’s not like I have a poop log by my toilet to document my bowel movements. But when you are on a cleanse, trying to rid your body of toxins, it’s good to at least be aware!

Did you know that a healthy GI system should produce 1-2 well-formed bowel movements a day? A day, people!!! A day! And that normal “transit” time from mouth to movement is about 12-24 hours.

Here’s a fun test:

Ingest either 1 gram of charcoal tablets (found at a pharmacy) or eat a cup of shredded raw beets and write down the time and date. And then wait. The charcoal will turn your poop black and the beets will turn it red. Then note what time and date that black or red poop appears and there is your transit time.

The good thing about eating cooked veggies (as prescribed by the nutritionist running the cleanse challenge) instead of raw is that there are no active enzymes in cooked veggies, which makes it easier for the digestive system to break down the food and get it through the system.

For the inquiring minds out there … at first I had bloating and gas as my system was getting used to the new way of eating, but that has subsided. Still don’t have the “healthy GI system”, but I’m working on it.

Whew, the poop blog post is done! Aren’t you all so glad?

Closing thought … I think the phrase “bowel movement” is funny. I don’t know why! Let’s start a movement … see what I mean! Funny!

DAY 12: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:21:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sat, Mar 5, 2011

Today was a good day!! My friend Mandy and I went rock climbing at a gym in Concord today. Super fun, super tiring for your fingers and arms! But I got all juiced up with a second try of my quinoa/millet cereal. This time, I added peanut butter instead of almond butter and a dash of real maple syrup. It was gooey-licious! I think perfection can be reached next time with the addition of a banana.

I was a cooking fool upon my return from my rock climbing escapades. So much so that my roommate commented “Wow, look at you doing all that food prep!” I realized in that moment how long it’s really been since I’ve actually cooked as much as I have recently. I used to cook all the time, but let’s face it – NO ONE likes making meals for just 1. So the roommate says that she wouldn’t mind if I cooked and she ate!

On my plate today is a definite crowd pleaser, quinoa pasta with veggies (mushrooms, spinach, squash and zucchini) with an organic tomato basil sauce. This is one of my favorite meals! And for dinner, I made some more veggies with rice fully planning on an Asian-inspired dish with organic tamari (aka soy sauce). But inspiration of another kind took hold. I ended up frying the rice that I prepared with some southwestern seasoning, Cuban style black-beans and a little salsa. Veggies with a southwest rice mix – can you say magnifique? Good stuff.

The end of my evening is just as good. It’s time for some Bolthouse Farms juice. It’s GREEN. And I mean thick and green. Green like the green grass; green like the pine green crayon in a Crayola box; green like algae floating on a lake. This stuff is green! And I am drinking it and … wait for it … LOVING IT!

Closing thought … I prefer this kind of day to yesterday!

DAY 11: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:19:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Fri, Mar 4, 2011

It’s 1am. Eyes tired. Mind stopped working. Went to bed. Forgot to blog. Inner debate. Decision time. Saunter downstairs. Turn on computer. Here I am.

It’s a Friday night (er, Sat morning), and when I was driving home from work, all I wanted was some pizza and an ice cream sundae. It’s a very good thing I have this blog to keep me accountable. Especially after posting my “I didn’t know I was cheating” blog a few days ago – now I know how you all feel about cheaters! I am many things; a cheater is not among them.

Writing this late, I get reflective. So, on a more serious note than previous blog posts … here goes.

The thing about a detox is that it’s really not so much about what’s going on inside your intestinal tract as much as what’s going on inside your cranium. Where does the craving for pizza and ice cream come from? I suppose I am an emotional eater. Interesting things afoot at work – I eat. Happy times as a cause for celebration – bring on the cake. Feeling blue, depressed or all around bad mood – I indulge. Without being able to take to the comfort of a pint of ice cream, you are forced to confront what it is that brought on the sudden sugar craving. Frankly, I’d rather eat those feelings, but you all are forcing my hand with this “accountability blog!” Which I will thank you for when I’m more coherent!

So no, I did not cheat. Still vegan. Still detoxing. Just don’t ask me to be happy about it today. Blah … what I downer am I?

Closing thought … Sleep. Need sleep. Must stop and get sle …. <snore>

DAY 10: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:17:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Thur, Mar 3 2011

I’m feeling a little cheeky today. My co-workers have been rubbing their meat-eating ways in my face, my roommate apologizes for it and my mother just laughs :). She sent me this great joke that I knew I wanted to post on the blog eventually and today is the day!!

But first, things first. Today was … interesting. I had some business meetings in Sacramento, which made it impossible to eat on a schedule. No snacks at all! But, I wasn’t really hungry anyway. The detox is designed to eat small meals throughout the day, which is technically how we should be eating – vegan or not. I feel like I’m eating all the time and thus, I never experience that hunger feeling. However, this whole no snack thing did NOT go over well in my workout. My energy just wasn’t there. Blah!

And on that note … I give you the infamous joke:

Our teacher asked us what our favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken."

She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because everyone else in the class laughed.

My parents told me to always be truthful and honest, and I am. Fried chicken is my favorite animal. I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of PETA. He said they love animals very much. I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef.

Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office. I told him what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to do it again.

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was.

I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, just like she'd asked the other children. So I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken.

She sent me back to the principal's office again. He laughed, and told me not to do it again. I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am.

Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire most.

I told her, "Colonel Sanders." Guess where I am now...???

Closing thought … I love my mom. She’s funny!!

DAY 9: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:15:00.001-07:00

Original Post Date: Wed, Mar 2, 2011

PASTA TIME!!! And this time no cheating, no guilt! Quinoa pasta is gluten free, my fine friends! Pair it with some sautéed mushrooms and spinach … Buon Appetite!

(now imagine me kissing my fingers, Italian chef style).

The problem with pasta is that, aside from eating too much in 1 sitting (which I do), the vegan diet can become, well, a pasta diet. That’s the danger when someone such as myself goes vegan, even for a limited engagement. This is the very reason I have not fixed myself pasta … until now!

Today was the first day I had the guts to sit with my co-workers for lunch. I took my left-over lentil loaf, for which I was properly razzed, and ate quite casually with them. Well, as casually as a carnivore, who isn’t eating meat, can while watching others ingest baked chicken. In all seriousness, it wasn’t that bad! But watching them eat the famed caterer’s chocolate chip cookies … now that is torture!

Add to it that today our VP of Sales brought his daughter in to sell Girl Scout cookies! Thankfully they ran out of the “instant gratification” boxes by the time they made the rounds to where I sit (someone is looking out for me – thank you, Lord!), so I had to order them. I’m just hoping that they arrive AFTER March 22!!

Yes, it has been a sugar-craving day. Good thing I have my Chocolate Almond milk back in stock for such an occasion! I do; however, wonder when the willpower muscle will get a break from the constant denial of chocolate. That is one kick-bootie workout! And boy, is it plum-tuckered out!

Closing thought … surely Thin Mints are vegan, right?

DAY 8: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:14:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Tues, Mar 1, 2011

Is it really cheating if you have no idea that you are doing it? I have some sad news to report, friends … I just discovered that my most favorite vegan treat, Vanilla Chai tea, has caffeine and barley, the latest addition to the veggie soup I made, is not gluten free. Caffeine and gluten – twin nemsis-es (what is the plural of nemsis?). Both of which are not allowed on the detox cleanse.

This may leave you wondering, what else is not allowed on this v-tox? And more importantly, WHY?

Here’s the why … TOXINS. Apparently they are everywhere. And suddenly your body becomes a breeding ground. The point of the v-tox is to cleanse them out, like a stray cat that doesn’t belong.

And here are the things that I should be trying to do on this v-tox:

– Avoid Stress - fat chance of this one!

– Avoid Synthetic Beauty products – sorry, that’s all I got; Mandy, maybe you can hook me up!

– Air out your house – did you know that the concentration of toxins inside your home is 5-10 times greater than that of outside?

– Install high efficiency particle air filters in your home – uh…. What?

– Replace cleaning products with non-toxic ones – okay, I concede this one, but replacing them all at one time is expensive!

– Drink only filtered water – DONE!

– Shower in only filtered water – really?

– Avoid pressed wood furniture (because of the formaldehyde content) – I hope that doesn’t include Target and Ikea furniture!

– Avoid air fresheners – no comment

– Don’t use moth balls (they are a carcinogen), use cedar chips instead – easy one!

Just to name a few. As I learn, so shall you learn!

Closing thought … I think a few stress-relieving, deep-breathing exercises are in store for this evening.

DAY 7: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:13:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Mon, Feb 28, 2011

Today marks the end of week 1!! I made it a whole week!! Granted, if you’ve been following along, it has not been without it’s good and bad.

Tonight’s experiment – Lentil Loaf. I got home around 7:30 (after a much needed stop at Trader Joes to pick up some more of that delicious chocolate almond milk) and was really hungry. And with the frequency with which I am eating, that in itself is surprising! I had grandiose plans of making rice and veggie stir-fry, but I opted for one of my Gobble Green meals instead. I have 7 of them and am pacing myself for the next 21 days so that I don’t run out of a “quick” meal. They are vacuum packed and frozen, so a quick zap in the microwave is all it takes.

Back to the Lentil Loaf. It smells a little weird before microwaving, so I anxiously await the 4 minutes as it heats wondering what on earth it will smell like after being heated! Surprise number 2 for the evening, it actually smelled pretty good. On to the taste test … it’s a little crumbly, so I mash it up much like I would potatoes and take the first bite. Not bad … not bad at all … crunch! … what was that? … yum … I think that was green pepper … (dig fork in another bite of lentil loaf) … yep, green pepper … I think I like this.

So, there you have it folks. The Lentil Loaf gets a thumbs-up on first taste. If you’d have asked me at the beginning which was more appealing Lentil Loaf vs. Almond Butter, I definitely would have gone with the Almond Butter. But Lentil Loaf is the Cinderella story!

I went an extra step tonight, I made a batch of quinoa pasta for dinner tomorrow night and cooked a batch of barley to add to my soup for lunch. Did you know it takes 75 minutes to cook barley! Oh, the things I’m learning.

Closing thought … must try the apple cinnamon barley recipe on the back of my barley bag (say that 3 times real fast!). It looks scrumptious, but I have to wait at least another 21 days!

DAY 6: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:11:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sun, Feb 27, 2011

For those of you wondering, yes, I got an A on my test this morning. I did not have my customary donut and coffee at church. I find that I don’t really miss the donut so much, but the coffee is sorely missed.

Two new things today … first, I got to taste my veggie soup that I made last night. Sadly, it was just okay. I say sadly because I now have a huge vat of it to eat. It was quite surprising, seeing as how I make a mean veggie soup – I have learned from the master (my mom! If you’ve never had veggie soup at our house, then you are just missing out – sorry! That’s the facts). Three notable things are different since this is my vegan version of veggie soup. 1. I had to use vegetable broth rather than good ole beef stock. 2. No beef (obviously). 3. To “beef” up the protein of my soup (nice word choice, huh?) I added beans. Like I mentioned earlier about hummus, I really don’t like beans because of the texture. So, I took some advice: Blend the beans and then add to the soup. Anyway, of the 3, I don’t think anyone of them is bad. The good news is that I have some ideas for improvement. – mainly the addition of some other spices and barley!

My second new food today was a soy yogurt + gluten free granola + blackberries concoction. The granola was really good. And blackberries are always good! Notice my omission from the accolades and you’ll see why I thought this concoction was just okay.

So, I’ve had a “just okay” food day. Now, you know how I like my food. This does not put me in a very good place and normally I would turn to a pint of ice cream to appease my displeasure. BUT THAT’S NOT VEGAN!! And as I’ve learned, that would be emotional eating. Well, sometimes I feel hungry – isn’t that emotional too? (just kidding).

And to end my very “okay” day on a sad note … I just drank the last of my chocolate almond milk!

Closing thought … must try quinoa/millet cereal again tomorrow, which means it’s time for bed since I have to get up earlier in order to cook it!

DAY 5: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:06:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sat, Feb 26, 2011

The weekend!! And these 2 little words conjure up grand memories of movies with a box of Junior Mints! Now, I was able to do the movie portion of this memory, but had to forgo the Junior Mints, much to my dismay!

I’m notorious for not eating well during the weekend. And by not eating well, I don’t necessarily mean junk food. I mean giant bowls of cereal for dinner, forgetting to eat lunch and going the whole day without drinking a glass of water – horrible, I know! This weekend, I do things a little differently. I actually have water and more nutritious food than a bowl of cereal (although that is on the menu as well!).

Ohhhh … I have GREAT news! Target carries Bolthouse Farms juices! I totally stocked up and got 5 of my new love … Vanilla Chai Tea :).

Tonight, meal planning becomes meal cooking! My fridge is now full of veggie soup, as is my freezer! The digging in starts tomorrow!

Closing thought … It’s the donut test tomorrow at church. I WILL get an A!

DAY 4: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:04:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Fri, Feb 25, 2011

CONFESSION TIME … today was a weird day. I’ve been missing my coffee ritual. And by coffee, I really mean one of those fru-fru Starbucks types of coffee drinks. I’ve made good use of all those wonderful Starbucks gift cards every Friday by starting the day off with a non-fat peppermint mocha (my winter-time fav!). I’m foregoing my Starbucks runs because I’m not even supposed to have caffeine, but I found this Vanilla Chai Tea drink that I’ve been purposely saving for today. And let me say, the anticipation was completely worth it! This is one of the most amazing drinks ever!! I think I have a new love! Now, I need to go buy stock in Bolthouse Farms (the maker of said amazing drink).

So my day started on a high. And you know that that means. I inevitably crashed and burned … bad! Today I encountered my first real “animal” craving. I just wanted a good ole Turkey sandwich. I had my wonderfully tasty squash and corn soup, but I just wanted that sandwich. I didn’t cave, which I suppose was promising for my willpower muscle.

Onto my après-work night. My roommate is out of town and it’s been a long week. I sit down in front of the TV and those bad eating habits come raining down. And here lies the real confession … remember the Gobble Green delivery I got a few days ago? The one with the vegan desserts? Yeah well, out of the 5 desserts, I only have 1 left. UGH!! Needless to say, my willpower muscle was just not up for the exercise tonight – it was tired from the strenuous workout at lunch!

Tomorrow is another day. I’m really glad that it’s the weekend, so that I can re-group, get some new veggies at the farmer’s market, do some cooking and plan for the week ahead.

Closing thought … wowza! It’s already after 1am. Time for sleep. I’m supposed to be getting 8 hours of sleep on this v-tox too!!

DAY 3: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:02:00.001-07:00

Original Post Date: Thurs, Feb 24, 2011

To eat out or not to eat out … that is the question for today. Do I go and enjoy a vendor lunch, talk some business, hear about new things, be tempted by the menu, OR do I stay the course, don’t upset the apple cart, and all those other wonderful clichés? After all, I do have a mushroom and red pepper pasta awaiting me in the fridge at work, but there’s talk of Thai cuisine. Surely a Thai restaurant would have something vegan on the menu, right? In the end, I decline the vendor lunch and stick to the plan! And it was really okay. That pasta was yummy – especially if you know how much I love mushrooms! But I do wonder … 28 days of not eating out? That could be a stretch! So, my bay area friends. Where does one eat out if one is a vegan? Hold that suggestion … I should also mention, that on this v-tox (aka vegan detox), I should not have caffeine, gluten or sugar, and it’s better to have my veggies cooked for detox purposes. Now you can suggest a place!

My other new discovery today is how this vegan eating affects my workout regimen. I have a trainer, because … well, if I don’t pay someone to yell “drop and give me 20” I just won’t do it! There’s usually some concern when an “athlete” (and I use the term loosely in reference to myself) goes on a vegan diet. The usual question is “how do you get protein?” I went through my hour-long workout surprisingly well. My trainer was pushing me pretty hard today - from squats to step-ups, back to squats, to ice skaters, to walking lounges, courtesy lounges, one-leg squats, the dreaded wall sits and on and on … heart rate up, legs burning … and then with 15 minutes to go … I’m toast! I’ve been here many times before and my trainer and I have always worked through it, so we treated it no differently. And I’m no worse for the weary!! I say all-in-all, the eating actually boosted my workout, at least for the first 45 minutes. Next time, I will try a more substantial afternoon snack.

Closing thought … who knew I could use so many clichés in 1 blog post? Brownie points to the first who counts them all!

DAY 2: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T17:01:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Wed, Feb 23, 2011

Day 2 started in a rush. I needed to run out of the house and was ever-so-glad that I had bought some vegan Larabar bars. My go-to breakfast staple in life is a good bar and a glass of milk. So my go-to vegan breakfast shall be as well – sans milk of course! The peanut butter cookie Larabar is especially scrumptious!

Today is almond butter’s second chance to impress me. This time, I pair it with my apple for my mid-morning snack and I give it props. At least the sweetness from the apple gave it a little uumph. The jury is still out. Sorry almond butter.

11:30am – this is the time that I am fearing! For today is an all-hands meeting at work and lunch is served! Normally one of my favorites because we get free lunch and yummy desserts, now a feared assembly as the word VEGAN looms above my head. What is for lunch today? Will I be able to resist temptation? I sneak into the lunch room a little early, run into the caterer, see huge pans of vegetables and am immediately excited to learn that he doesn’t put butter on them! Whew … something that I can eat!

Not to just drone on and on about what I’m eating, I’ll skip to the good stuff from today! A little over a week ago, I found this company called “Gobble Green” who delivers pre-made vegan faire. I get home and my box has arrived!!! Woot! Woot!! I’m so excited to try all my different loot J! And what’s even better is that I got some vegan desserts too! I admit that I immediately popped a chocolate chip cookie in the microwave and devoured it! I’m pretty sure that I’m not supposed to have even vegan desserts, but I did … and it was delicious!

Closing thought for today … should I have a 3^rd glass of chocolate almond milk? I think yes!

DAY 1: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T16:59:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Tues, Feb 22, 2011

I think my body knew what I was going to do to it today, or rather what would be withheld from it today (ie coffee, sugar, milk, chocolate!). I woke up with a huge headache this morning … let the withdrawals begin!!

While the headache lingers, I still must get up and get on with my vegan day. My first task … cook the quinoa & millet grain concoction that I toasted last night. Thankfully, the cooking part is easy. The eating part, um … not so much! I add some almond butter and a small dash of real, organic maple syrup to flavor it up, but it didn’t really work. And can I just say, almond butter doesn’t have much flavor either! Apparently it’s all the rage, but I have no idea why! But I will soldier on to try almond butter another day …

Next comes my first snack. I have chosen rice chips with sea salt and a roasted red pepper hummus. Those of you who are exclaiming “Leslie ate hummus!” have reason to be surprised. It is a well-known fact that I do NOT eat hummus. I just can’t get past the texture. But, I’m giving it another try! As long as I can create a little rice cracker with the hummus in the middle and it never touches my tongue, I’m good. And I actually liked it!

Lunch time!! Usually my favorite part of the day. Co-workers get together, we laugh, have a good time and even get a little business done. Today, I don’t join in the festivities. I don’t think my willpower muscle is strong enough to resist the caterer’s amazing chocolate chip cookies. So I heat up my Whole Foods Deli Tofu with some sort of special sauce and eat at my desk. This was VERY tasty!! And I had a nice little side of a cold barley salad with some mixed greens, cucumber and tomato.

And then starts my downfall … for those of you who read the last page of a book first, I’ll give you the ending: I did not cheat and my entire day was vegan. However, I missed my afternoon snack, had an appt after work and was ravenous by the time I landed in my kitchen at 8:20 wondering what on earth I should eat. Arghhh … this is where meal planning comes in handy, I say to myself!

I chose a boca burger (entirely vegan) with some soysation fake cheese on gluten free bread and an apple on the side. So, I made the vegan choice – and let’s face it, it’s really because that’s ALL the food I have right now! But I’m proud of myself nonetheless. My first whole day!

I MADE IT!! Now on to the next 27 days! And after reading this, onto more vegetables – Saturday’s farmer’s market can’t come soon enough!

Closing thought … really, really, must get that fashionable lunch bag! I think a Target run is in store.

Prologue, Part II: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T16:57:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Mon, Feb 21, 2011

Today brings my last day of “pre-cleanse” before this carnivore goes vegan! I should mention that this particular 28 vegan diet is part of a detox program. It’s not simply eating vegan, it’s about ridding your body of toxins, so there are specific dietary requirements and since I, quite obviously, have no idea what I’m doing, I am following the eating plan set forth by the nutritionist who runs the program.

There are 2 options for entering this program:

1. Gradual approach - weaning yourself off animal products, caffeine and sugar to lessen the effects of withdrawals/headaches, etc.

2. All In – flip the switch to gluten-free, caffeine-free, processed-food-free and all those other “free’s”

Guess which one I chose?? If you said 1, you'd be ... wrong. None of that weaning for me. Bring on the withdrawals! Sorry roomie!

Then, there are 2 eating tracks: the no-cook and the adventuresome cook.

Guess which one I chose? There should be no guessing here. While I am actually a good cook, it is the rare person that knows it considering how often I do it! HOWEVER, part of the answer to “why on earth are you doing this” is to be more deliberate in my eating, which includes meal planning and cooking.

Tomorrow’s faire has already been challenging!! I’m supposed to toast the quinoa and millet grains tonight in order to make my hot cereal tomorrow morning. Prior to toasting, you are supposed to rinse the grain. Do you know how small these little grain-lets are? Knowing that they will fall through my strainer, I get the genius idea to line the strainer with paper towel. It’s a genius idea until you pick up the paper towel, it breaks and millet goes everywhere! At least it smells good – we’ll find out how it tastes tomorrow morning!!

My last snack today was (surprise, surprise) VEGAN! I had cereal and Almond Milk, which I find surprisingly tasty, especially in cereal. Not being familiar with milk in a box (I prefer gallon jugs!), I read the label and see “shake well”. So I’m shake, shake, shakin when I hear poof-splash! Learn from my mistakes people, don’t shake and squeeze the box too hard or you’ll be cleaning up your Almond milk instead of enjoying it!

Closing thought … must get fashionable lunch bag!

Prologue: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore

2011-07-26T16:43:00.000-07:00

Original Post Date: Sun, Feb 20, 2011

The day is coming ... very soon I shall consider myself a vegan carnivore. And no, that does not mean that I eat vegans for dinner :). As the day looms ever closer, I find myself and many of my friends asking "what in the world are you thinking?" And they are right! I'm a meat eater, cheese lover and drink a gallon-of-milk-a-week kind of girl. Why on earth go vegan? There’s plenty of time for that later! Let’s just say it’s only 28 days – I can survive anything, right? Now, on to the good stuff ...

So, first things, first! It’s time to "pre-cleanse". This week I'm supposed to be preparing my mind and body, food journaling, planning my meals and chronicling how stress is affecting me. However, my version of the pre-cleanse week is to consume as much meat, cheese and milk as I can! While I'm at it, I'll throw in a bag of M&M's and a pint of ice cream as I watch the "Biggest Loser" and think, at least I don't weigh 300 pounds (yet anyway!).

I do; however, pay heed to the age-old philosophy of "failure to plan is planning to fail". And this is what I know ... for the next 28 days, these words will be my new best friends (and yes, this is me trying to convince myself!): Organic, Gluten-free, Soy, non-processed, non-diary, non-animal, non-sugar, VEGAN.

I prepare my shopping list, clean out my fridge and am ready to go out into the wild for my vegan faire. And by Wild, I mean Whole Foods.

I have never stepped foot into a Whole Foods in my life - afraid of the fruits & nuts I will find. Quite literally! But alas, I drag my carnivorous self through the store, carefully reading labels, finding brand names I never knew existed and trying to act as if I belong, all while my fellow shoppers walk confidently through the aisles no doubt thinking to themselves “she has no clue”.

My mis-steps are few ... I spill a little quinoa (pronounced “keen-wa”) in aisle 1, I completely miss the green curry clearly staring at me in the condiments section, have no clue that gluten-free bread resides in a freezer and wrestle for what seems like hours over the right kind of “firm” tofu. Do I get firm, extra firm or super firm? Do I get sweet n sour? Or the regular? Finally, groceries in hand, $170 poorer and only 1.5 hours later, I exit the store with a little less trepidation than when I entered it.

My fridge and cupboards are now stocked with the likes of quinoa pasta, almond butter, millet, gluten-free granola, tofu (I went with regular firm), Soyogurt, rice chips and hummus. And I threw in some SoySation (aka fake cheese) for good measure.

And so, my day ends with another great “pre-cleanse” meal (pizza and a pazookie at BJs), my vegan-ready kitchen and the echos of my thoughts ... they are laughing at me for being so dramatic about it all!

Hope you all stay tuned tomorrow for Prologue, Part II: The Adventures of a Vegan Carnivore.