so sarah b has been gone in san diego a week now and she’s currently 13,000 feet above myself, flying back to the bay. my girly and i are playing house for the long weekend, as my dad is out of town in chicago, IL from thurs-sun.
should be quite the weekend filled with adventures, nature, my girl, kisses, lovely mornings and evenings, toking, drinking, cooking, etc.
My food philosophy is this: I hate labels. They stink. They force a person to define themselves with very rigid terms, and beat themselves up if they suddenly eat something that doesn’t fit that definition. I know I never want to have to label what “kind” of diet I subscribe to. Being dogmatic about anything, for me, just doesn’t work. Being flexible does.