Shown below is half of the 8.6 mile walk Nick and I did on Thursday. (Going from A, to B, to the last dot on the left. After that google maps got weird. From that dot, we head back east following the edge of those green fields, then back towards B.) We’ll be biking at least part of it tomorrow. Our normal walk goes from point A to B and back, which is 4.4 miles total. I have mentioned before that I like walks. I meant it. Coming soon are photos of the awesome critters we get to see during these walks. At least two of the four miles of the standard walk are off of drivable roads. Wonderful. And about 1/3 of the longer walk is.

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Someday I hope to be able to run this whole route.

…did you hear that? That was me, falling over laughing.

As many of you know, I am dating a vegetarian. As some of you know, I hunt. As a few of you know, there is hardly anything that holds a candle to elk backstrap in my book. But I have to come clean. Maybe it is that Ash Wednesday was yesterday that prompted it (not likely) but I must tell the truth.

I have found a vegetarian food that I love.

It is a burger from a restaurant in town, called the “fakin bacon burger” which has crisp provolone on a sunflower seed patty. I crave it. Now don’t get me wrong, this in no way replaces meat. (Especially not bacon). It is a food item unto itself. I’m pretty sure it would take cocaine-laced chocolate patties to pull me away from meat. Even though, jury is out.

I feel so much better now that that’s out there. Thank you for listening.

PS- what is it with me and thinking about cocaine in cooking?

I have confessed things in the past, and I decided it was time to once again lay it all out. This may offend, disgust, or bore you. As such, have my email address, a barf bag, and a pillow ready at turns.

1. I have illusions of grandeur. Especially when it comes to writing. Someday, I want to publish something. Simple as that.
2. I can’t decide for the life of me if I want children. Sometimes I hate them. Sometimes I love them. Cannot decide.
3. I have to fight not to wish my life away. “I can’t wait until tomorrow” or “I’ll be happy next week when I’m done” and suddenly tomorrow or next week is here and I have another reason to postpone truly living.
4. I am obsessed with food politics. Yeah, I said it.
5. I am a neat freak. If I don’t mop my floor at least once a week, I start to feel gross. And if I don’t have a clean counter? Oh man. Don’t make me go there.
6. I really do wish I looked like Scarlet Johansen.
7. I have been known to clip coupons. I AM A COUPON LADY. At 19. Oh lordy, what is my life coming to?
8. I assume that fat people will smell bad. (I AM SORRY OKAY? I told you I’d be honest and I am being honest!)
9. I don’t really like rodents or any such small caged animals. If it won’t remember me, show affection, and seek my company, why am I keeping it confined in my presence (and spending money on it..)?
10. I mentally consider my blog readers to be my friends. I hope that doesn’t make me too pathetic. (I mean, many of you are also my friends… but you get what I’m saying. I hope.)

That is my list for now! If you want to make my day, post a confession of you own! (and you do want to make my day, right?)