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I’ll probably eat a hamburger next 4th of July too

Posted by jessica on Jul 4, 2009 with No Comments
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I don’t know why I am so exhausted.

Maybe because I have been doing a lot of this.
Well, that’s actually Drew and our nephew Ollie. But still. I did it, too.
Just not as much as them.
And maybe that’s why my ribs are hurting so much still.
But enough about the ribs, right?
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Drew is currently playing a cd that we bought on our honeymoon in California. We bought it because it’s a classical artist, William Joseph (who has one of those names in which the first and last are interchangeable, making it really easy to mix up and call him Joseph William by mistake and yes, I’ve done it more than once), who happens to cover Muse, a band we really love.
The music brings me back to the Borders where we found it. And how excited Drew was to buy it. And how we immediately played it in our rented convertible red punch buggy complete with a flower on the dash that was supposed to have been a mustang convertible.
Turns out the fine print basically said that as long as the top comes down, they could rent you anything. And yes, Drew was a little sad that the mustang he thought he was gonna cruise around in was a girlie bug instead.
I didn’t mind so much, though.
And red happens to be one of my favorite colors, so…
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It’s the 4th of July. I ate a cheeseburger with friends. I watched some fireworks with more friends and family. I unintentionally wore a blue tank top and white shorts.
But even though I considered throwing something red into the mix, I changed shortly after, so it didn’t last long.
The thing is, I really enjoyed the cheeseburger. It was delicious. And another thing is that I have a great amount of respect for vegetarians. A lot of the time I wish I could be one of them, I really do. I like the idea of not eating animals. Of eating tons of vegetables and Not Dogs and Boca Burgers. Of ketchup smothering it all so I don’t hardly notice a difference anyway.
But.
I think everyone has a different journey and I fully believe that mine involves eating meat.
I. Just. Need. It.
Sometimes I get so hungry that the only thing that will satisfy me is meat. Chicken. Hamburgers. Steak. Ribs. Whatever, but something that is chock full of protein and will not leave me waking up at 3 am in search of something–anything!–to tide me over till morning.
Cause it happens, believe me.
Does anyone else feel this way?
Like I said, I have very admirable friends who are vegetarians and I would love to join their club. But I can’t. Not now, anyway.
Not unless I can eat a hamburger while I take minutes for them.