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On day 29 of a month of vegetarianism this was the first salad I'd had for dinner. I've had a few for lunch, but never as a main dinner entree. But, sometimes, on a hot day where you've spent a hard day working, you just crave something fresh and crunchy. This salad should have been everything I hate about salads. If you know me you know how much I despise lettuce. In fact, salads are the only place where I can stand lettuce. But even then I rarely finish the lettuce. And I hate crunchy lettuce especially. And I hate crunch....

I only have four days left in my month of eating vegetarian. It surprisingly has not been that difficult and I surprisingly have been craving more and more veggies as time is going on. Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to eating meat on Tuesday and already have lunch plans with Meredith to celebrate. And, well, full disclosure I am eating a piece of mushroom spinach pizza right now...

1. July 5th I woke up in New York. We packed our bags and checked out of the hotel and stopped at a McDonald's for a bite. I wasn't totally hungry so I just got some fries and since I am not drinking soda I tried one of their new smoothies which wasn't too bad. We left for the airport and I got there way too early so I read four days worth of twitter from my phone to catch up. I considered getting on an earlier flight but didn't want to spend $50 so I waited it out....

Goal number 87 on my incomplete list of 1,000 things to do in my life: EAT VEGETARIAN FOR A MONTH I chose this as a goal for a variety of reasons. Mostly for my health and to force myself to make different food choices and to explore different foods and recipes. I mean, any time I eat a really good vegetarian meal I don't miss the meat, but I will usually tend towards getting meaty meals anyways. So I decided to go ahead and try for a month of veggie eating. I am using the term "month" a little loosely here,...

I don't know about you, but when I think of going to the dentist I think of something like this: So think of a ridiculously long time to have not gone to a dentist and then add five to ten years and you might come up with the number of year's it's been since I had been. My parents never made me go when I was younger and so I never got into the habit of going and then I was afraid of going and then I was embarrassed of going and it all accumulated into a whole mess of an...