The Twinkie Defense

Instead of the beach, we're taking a moving into house "vacation" this week!

I'll let you know when the party is:)

Jason was gone for three days and nights last week and I found myself feeling a little depressed and grumpy by the end of that time.  Now, some might conclude that it was his absence alone that makes me this way.  Isn’t that sweet?  But Jason knows better.   He said, “well, I haven’t been home to feed you,” and it dawned on me how terrible I’d been eating while he was away.  Eating junk, skipping meals, etc.  Right after that conversation, I made myself a big ole salad and ate an apple.  Nearly immediately I began to feel a little better.  It’s amazing how intimately connected the mind is to the body.  And how nutrition drastically affects this connection.  And how crazy it is that I can manage to eat poorly when I live on an organic vegetable farm and I still have produce!!!  Incidentally, we just watched the film “Milk” (which was great, by the way), and the defense for the man who shot the mayor and Harvey Milk was that his diet of junk food made him crazy.  I’m not saying that the defense and the resulting sentence was justified, but I am saying that if his diet was junky, it probably didn’t help his crazy problem.  They called it “The Twinkie Defense.”