Hello, My Name is Jennifer, and I am a Starbucks Addict.

I am starting tomorrow, going to wean myself slowly off caffeine. Slowly, because the withdrawal migraines suck it big time. It’s just not that good for you, and I think it’s trashing my teeth. I don’t want to be an old woman with nasty teeth.

This brings me to the topic at hand today, called “What I Eat.”
I’ve always protested the radical vegan/organic/let’s be really crazy and not eat anything with wheat, sugar, gluten, taste, attractive appearance, or affordableness diet-style. Mainly because it grosses me out, and I don’t want to have to drink milk with blood in it. (See any Carr family related blog for stories with their goats, and their goats milk.)

But, Aaron and I were eating Quiznos last night, because we couldn’t think of anything else (lentils anyone?) and talking about What We Eat. Now, if I was home full time, I like to think I woudl spend the evenings preparing delicious and healthy meals, full of vegetables and organic meat. Reality is, I get home from work at 5:30, and pull something frozen out of the freezer that can be heated up in a pan while I lay on the floor and recover from my day.

This is taking it’s toll on my energy level, headache level, waist line and skin. (Lower, Higher, rounder, and duller.) I don’t want to do a “diet” because I want something I can stick to. I guess I am a little frustrated on where and how to start this extravaganza of healthiness. Aaron had some good ideas, but we’ll see what actually happens.

How does anyone ever have time for anything?

 I sat in the nook (my name for my big comfy chair in my room, with bedside table, reading lamp, and four feather blankets) and prayed last night and read through James. I kind of snuggled down to get comfy and wait on the Lord. I am trying to work on just “being” before God, and not “doing” a whole ton of stuff. I am trying to sit and be quiet, and hear his voice.

20 minutes later, Aaron came in and woke me up. Yep, that’s what I like to call contemplative prayer. I sat down to pray, and conked out completely. Drool and everything. I woke up, stared and Aaron with angry, bleary eyes, and moved out to the couch, where I snuggled down in my comforter, and closed my eyes.

Aaron then uncovered my feet, sat on them, and tickled my toes when I started to fall asleep. Awful man.

We watched a half an episode of some Star Trek, talked more about how to eat healthy and still have money to put gas in our cars. Then we watched CSI, and went to bed. Aaron immediately sacked out, and I tossed and turned. Apparently that 20 minute nap was energizing.

More to come on weekend happenings later. For now, I leave you with this verse.

Psalm 3:5
I laid me down and slept;
I awoke for the LORD sustained me.

Hah.