Naturally I am a month into the project and only on Day 8 which pretty much means I'm wringing this sucker for everything it is worth. Much like I do my birthdays. Yes, plural. Wait. Did you not know about my fake birthday? Oh honey, bless your heart. If you need to go ahead and Unfollow, I understand. I won't even tell Santa.
I'm kind of cheating with Day 8 because I'm counting the hours between 5pm Wednesday and noonish Thursday. It started with a Harley ride to Florida for lottery tickets. What? I already used that one? Please don't call the fun police. There's more! This time on the way back we stopped for dinner at a restaurant called Mom's Kitchen. If that right there doesn't tell you how good the food was then ewe wuzn't razed up in the south.
Let me interject right here that I sometimes break my own rules, so other people's rules shouldn't be offended if I can't keep 'em. I stopped eating meat on May 20th after watching Food, Inc. In fact I stopped eating most things. If someone ever tells you that you can't exist on air and water, he/she is lying. Also? If you like food never EVER watch Food, Inc. I can't stress that enough.
Anyway. Mom's Kitchen. Sounds totally Vegan, right? And it was...if you count Country Fried Steak smothered in white gravy as a vegetable. I'm not even embarrassed to admit I ate every single bite of it and if my friend hadn't already finished his I might very well have snatched it from his plate. We seriously need a dictionary that is only pictures, and Wednesday's country fried steak needs to be a whole page for the word bestthingIeverate.
I did walk away from half of the mashed potatoes and black eyed peas and bread, so I was also able to leave any residual guilt I might have experienced laying on the plate next to them. It's the small victories, y'all.
The next part of my fun day was getting together with a couple of friends to do some volunteer yard work for an elderly widow. By yard I mean acreage. And by work I mean 145 bushes, trees, plants, fencelines, mowing, weedeating, cleaning, hauling and getting the kind of dirty I haven't been ever. It was awesome for so many reasons. I like spending time with the people I was working with. I like pretending I am Danica and this riding lawnmower race is THE riding lawnmower race for all time! I liked looking out at all of it when it was over and realizing I contributed to making something more beautiful, and I really like knowing that someone who needed help got it. I can't think of a better way to start a day.
Just don't wear sandals, K?
I wrapped Day 8 up in the shiny shack gettin' my Autumn on~