I am not vegan

I could have sworn to writing a post yesterday.  I mean, I'm not sure what I blogged about, but I really thought I had taken the time time to write...perhaps I wrote one in my head while I was in the shower or on my walk and that translated into real time in front of the computer in my pregnancy brain.  Anywho...sorry you missed out.  Or maybe I'm not.  Can we really call these pregnancy posts quality material? 

Blogging makes me happy in so many different ways.  I love the forum for expressing my thoughts and emotions.  I love the archives of my life.  What did we do for Christmas last year?  Well, let me just check the blog.  I love the ability to connect with others on so many different levels. 

What I don't love is hypocrisy.  I AM NOT VEGAN. There, the cat is out of the bag.  In my real life I do not even pretend or try to be vegan anymore.  But on this blog I am labeled as such, and it makes me feel really bad about the messages I am sending.  I believe it keeps me from enjoying this blog as much as I used to.

On an average day I am at least 90% vegan.  In our home, the only exceptions to the vegan rule are Greek yogurt and eggs.  They only make an appearance on our grocery list about once or twice a month and I honestly just don't love either very much.  But they serve as useful sources of protein and I kinda suck at protein.

Outside the home there is no discrimination.  To some extent I am cautious about the meat products I eat.  But let's just say I'm an equal-opportunity-eater if someone else is going to cook for and feed me.  Chick-fil-A is high on that list, although I imagine those chickens can't come from a reputable source.  Arby's is on my pregnancy to-do list.  I just need to taste a Beef and Cheddar with extra Arby's sauce.  And ice cream makes it down the hatch almost daily.  I wish I was the normal me and had photos to share with you, but alas, I've been hiding the food even from my camera so there was no chance of revealing my secret to my world of vegan friends. 

What does this mean for me and the blog? 

I desperately want a new blog.  I want a new title that doesn't pigeon hole me.  I want something that can follow me through life and I can relate to forever.  So yes, I am looking for that broad, non descript title.  (I'm not sure that will go so well in the blogger world) I also have no idea where to begin.  I don't want to lose this blog, my archives, my recipes, and most importantly my readers and followers. I don't want to be a food blogger anymore, but I don't want to lose this chapter in my life.

Part of me is waiting, to see if my food tendencies change, once again, with the hormones after pregnancy.  Maybe I will go back to my old self, creating and photographing recipes.  Honestly, I don't think that I will.  I never truly enjoyed photographing food.  I enjoyed the product it created for the blog, but it was time consuming.  I can't imagine enjoying that when there is a baby around the house. 

I think this is the new me.  Being more open and relaxed with what I eat.  In general, being more open and relaxed with all things in my life.  I just want to continue writing, documenting and sharing life because I've enjoyed it for so many years.  Now where to start?