I'm no longer a vegetarian.

Yeah, I know. You were anxiously waiting for the end.

So was I.

After two weeks, the first animal flesh I ate was tuna.

And it was soooooo good.

I mixed the tuna with corn, diced tomato and cucumber, mustard, mayo, pepper and salt. And then I ate it on a tortilla. 

Exciting, right? 

Actually that's the only meat I've eaten since my two week vegetarian experiment ended, come to think of it. 

I wish I had something else to tell you guys. Alas, I do not. But no worries, next week you will be inundated with pictures of the highlight trip of my young life. Did that make sense? Highlight trip? Meh. It's late. Early. It's 1:32 a.m. 


I've never considered myself a cook. As in, I can't cook. Or bake. Unless you want tacos or some cakebox cookies. I can handle those two things tolerably well.

So when I got my produce on Saturday and included were some artichokes, I was lost as to what to make with them. I steamed them and they turned out horribly. Luckily, the hearts were still edible, so I made up a recipe for them. Yes, made it up. And miraculously it turned out pretty dang well.

Here's out it went down:

3/4 cup artichoke hearts (cubed)
1 1/4 cups tomatoes (cubed)
1 cup onions (diced)
1 1/2 T. minced garlic
3 T. olive oil

I cooked the above ingredients in a skillet until the onions were getting clear (truth be told, I cooked the garlic and onions in the oil for a bit before adding the tomatoes and artichokes.)

1 1/2 cups milk
1/3 cup flour
Italian seasoning

I whisked the above together, then poured it into the hot skillet with everything else, adding about 3 tablespoons of butter. It thickened up pretty quickly, which I was pretty pleased about. I think the 3/4 cup of parmesan cheese helped with that, too.

I cooked some elbow macaroni and added my sauce/paste on top. Seriously, when I dared take a bite, I was shocked that it didn't taste like dirt. Like I said, it was a miracle. It tasted way good. Even my roommates agreed, and they don't lie. ... often.

OK, so the pictures make it look pretty bland, but I promise it was not.

A couple days before this recipe, I made fajitas, sans meat. They were way good, too. Seriously, I'm suddenly becoming a competent female! Ha ha. I included onions, bell peppers and tomatoes, plus garlic, olive oil, seasoning salt and lime juice. Mmmm.

So in conclusion, this whole vegetarian thing is pretty fun. I kinda wanted a hamburger today, but that passed pretty quickly. Not that I won't eat one come Monday. Or maybe I'll just start with some tuna.

P.S. I've been watching the old school BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice." I forgot how funny it is. And how awesome Colin Firth is. The Lizzy in the version still kinda bugs me, but everything else is pretty spectacular. Just sayin'.



That post I said didn't post? Well, it did, in fact, post. Again. I promise it was gone for a while there. Anyway, enjoy the repetition.


P.S. Looking for something amazing to watch? "Sherlock" is what I would recommend (it was recommended to me by two other people — Thomas and Catherine — so now you can say three people recommended it to you.) Watch it instantly on Netflix. (It's a BBC Masterpiece Mystery! mini series. The second season, rumor has it, is in production at the moment.)


I posted a ... post yesterday via my iPod Touch. It appeared on my blog on there, but then I noticed it wasn't there when I accessed my blog on my computer. Odd. But then Blogger wasn't available last night at midnight, so I forgot about it. This morning I can't find the post any where. Creeeeeepy.

It wasn't anything controversial, it's not like The Man took it off all Big Brother-style. It was more of a journal entry about my first couple days of no meat and then playing Ultimate Frisbee on Wednesday night after work. Maybe that's why it was deleted: Boring?

Here's the gist of it:

Being vegetarian isn't that hard so far, but I miss tuna.

I was chosen for the Ultimate team with all the good guys. I thought it was because I was considered good, too, but really it was an attempt to even out the teams. Yeah, I stunk so bad I counteracted at least two of the guys' mad skillz. Ha ha.

Add in some clever sarcasm and a bit of wit, and you have the mysterious disappearing post. Ta-dah!


OK, so it has been three days of no meat and it's way easier than I thought. I did have to skip the BBQ chicken sandwiches at FHE, but no biggy. Tonight I went to dinner with Thomas and got nachos, sans meat. Not bad at all. You know what I do miss though? Tuna. That is staple in my life, so that fishy-pickle sandwich is dearly missed.

I played some Ultimate Frisbee after work today. Other than being made painfully aware of my increasing blindness, it was really fun. I came straight from the Herald, so my attire was a hinderance at times, but the guys still passed it to me a bit. Ha, speaking of guys, when they picked teams, I was put with four of the really pro guys. You know who I'm talking about, the ones who can make a pass with seven people guarding them and who wear really tall socks. ... Yeah. So when I saw who I had been placed with I thought, "Cool! I must be considered good, too!" And then it clicked: "No, Elizabeth, you are the weak link. The filler person, the token girl to make the teams more fair because they got all the good guys." Oooooooh. Ouch. My logical counter-part can be pretty brutally honest sometimes.

Well, at least I can go next week with my cleats and spandex and prove to them I am more than just a filler. I mean, come on, I'll be wearing spandex.

P.S. One of the guys started singing the theme song to "Phineas and Ferb." I may have fallen in love with him just a little bit. Too bad it was so dark I can't remember what he looks like.


An Experiment in Vegetarianism. 

I've been thinking for some time, "I could totally be vegetarian. If I wanted to." And before yesterday, I didn't want to, so I haven't been.

But something clicked in my head after a week and a half of eating almost exclusively fruits and vegetables (thanks food co-op): I feel awesome!

(OK, so it clicked in my body, rather than my head, but the thought had to click in my head, so that's where the clicking is going to get the credit.)

So I got up this morning, pulled out the blender, and dumped a whole bunch of stuff in, hoping something edible would come of it. Spinach, half a tomato, cucumber, an orange, blueberries, cantaloupe, pineapple and a little milk.

So it kind of resembles the scum in a stagnant pond, but it tasted pretty good (a little too spinachy, perhaps).

Then, this afternoon, I went to Good Earth. After shyly making my way through a couple aisles, avoiding eye contact with all the granolas in their Birkenstocks and organic pants, and acting like I had been there before, I found the bulk section. I got some dried mangos and papaya and grabbed a bag of flax seed meal before checking out. The cashier asked if I had a frequent customer card. When I replied in the negative, she nodded and proceeded to tell me my total. Apparently my bright blue Relient K T-shirt and worn-out Vans didn't scream at her, "Frequent Customer." Well, let's just see about that, hun.

So, long story short, I will be not be consuming any meat for the next two weeks. Just for clarity, I'm not trying to be vegan — I have no idea how people have the will power and the money to do that. I love milk, cheese and eggs too much, and have you seen how expensive the vegan products can be? Sheesh.

Also, just so we're clear, I'm not doing this for animals' sake(s?). Or because I think slaughtering cows is causing global warming (or that their "natural gas" is causing it, either.) But let's not get started on global warming. That's just asking for trouble.

I'm trying this out for me. It's purely selfish. I want to feel good, be healthier, be more conscious of what I'm putting into my body.

In fact, the more I think about it, the more I realize it has nothing to do with meat, but everything to do with more natural food. With fruits and vegetables and less oil and processed junk. It's like going a week without washing your face: Your pores are clogged and you feel disgusting. That's how my body felt before I starting eating more fruits and vegetables, like a 15-year-old's acne ridden, pore clogged face. (You're welcome, for that image.)

So, stop weeping, Catherine, I'm not giving up hamburgers forever. And I fully intend to eat a corn dog at Disneyland in a few weeks. I just want to try this, to make healthy eating a habit before incorporating some meat back in, because, after all, "flesh also of beasts and of the fowls of the air, I, the Lord, have ordained for the use of man with thanksgiving; nevertheless they are to be used sparingly" [Doctrine and Covenants 89:12].

So, wish me luck?


Woohoo! New camera! :o)

I kind of have an addiction. In addition to my Canon DSLR, I have a Nikon 32mm, an underwater video camera, a juice box camera, an iPod Touch with a camera, an old Kodak digital, and will shortly be inheriting an Olympus 35mm. Oh, and then there's my new Samsung TL500. Basically anything that captures an image is like crack to me. Catherine says I have too many cameras, but really, is there such a thing as too many cameras? I submit there is not. Plus, if I spend my money on cameras, I won't spend it on crack. So there you go.

Here's a couple more pictures that I took: [Ah Junk Photography]


Happy Cinco de Mayo! And to celebrate, a little BYU pride and humor.


Osama bin Laden is dead. For a couple days now, actually. And other than wanting to be the first to tell people the news (on Sunday I was doing that), I don't know what else to say. Am I glad he's dead? Yeah. Just like I'm glad when rapists and murderers leave this world. Do I want to celebrate? No. Do I feel like this changed anything? Not really. He was one man, and although it is a victory for our country, it doesn't end terrorism. It doesn't bring back all those people who have died. Heck, it doesn't even change the fact that I have to get to the airport 2 hours early to go through security.

So I guess the reason I haven't said much of anything to anybody about this historic event is because I figure it is what it is. Things are going to continue forward as they always do. What really can you say about that? About the continuation of existence like it was continuing yesterday? It is what it is. Let's continue forward.

I know my opinion may seem too weak, too passive maybe. And I guess it is. What of it?

(Wanna know something kinda funny along the same lines? When I heard the news I thought, "Wow, really? I never thought this day would come. ... This is kinda anti-climatic." And then I thought about how this'll be my attitude when I get married: "Wow, I never thought this day would come. ... How anti-climatic.")