Happy Tofurkey Turducken Turkey Day!

Okay, so I didn’t actually make a tofurkey.  I made a turducken for Iain and a turkey for everyone else, but I didn’t touch any meat today.  No turkey, no turducken, no gravy.  I am soo proud of myself!  It was a challenge because I have slowly been working my way towards vegetarianism/veganism.  I am concentrated more on the vegan side, because it seems if you do vegetarian, you still end up eating a lot of dairy and I’m trying to whittle that down.

I feel a little silly about it, because I haven’t told many people about the change.  I’m still a bit closeted, if you will.  It’s been about a month I think since I last had meat or poultry.  Still working on fish.  And I’m not sure I will really go vegan permanently, but I’m trying to bring in as many fruits, vegetables, and nuts as I can into my diet.  And I have been so into miso and lentils lately.  I love them!

In other news, it was great to see Don!  The surgery on the brain tumor went well.  He was immediately back to the old Don, talkative and opinionated.  🙂  Of course, he does have a line of staples running from the apex of his forehead to his ear.  It’s a little bit Frankensteinish, but actually not as distracting as you might think.   So I am very grateful for that.  He got a little teary-eyed, even said he loved us.  He’s kind of a man’s man, so such emotion is a bit unusual for him.  We still don’t know about the tumor in his lung, we’re waiting for results from that.

It was a really good Thankgiving!

And the Bleakness Continues. . .

I’m not really sure why November decided to take a nose dive, but it sure has.  One of my close friends was just laid off and another is currently at the emergency room with her almost 1-year old baby.  My bad news is that I got back from my trip yesterday to find out my father-in-law has cancer.  He has a tumor in his brain, but that’s not where it originated from.  It originated from his lungs (and his decades of smoking) and they have to do a biopsy to figure out what to do next.  We thought he might have had a touch of Alzheimer’s, as he seemed to be not quite himself.   We of course don’t know much yet, but I feel horrible for my mother-in-law, because I know what she’s thinking.  She’s thinking she may not have a husband soon.

So if you are a smoker, for dear god, just quit.  Now.  Because let me tell you, if Don dies within in the next year or so, that’s about 30 years of his lifespan lost to smoking.  His mother is 90+ years old, still alive, still independent, living on her farm in northern WI, and his father did not pass away that long ago.