painting the bedroom (not the kitchen)

Last Saturday and Sunday, I painted two walls in the bedroom.  They were taupe with brown ragged on top, and now they are cream.  The other two walls are still the brown-on-taupe, mostly because the curtains are cream colored, and I thought it would look goofy.  This is not a room that can go without curtains, so I'll buy the curtains and then paint those walls.

It took about 2.5 coats to cover the brown on the walls, but man, does it look good.  I think the curtains will be a sage green color.  I'd like them to be velvet, but I don't expect to shell out that kind of money.  As it turns out, the paint I chose really flatters the color of the wood floors.  I couldn't be happier with the paint.  

This stands in contrast to the paint in our bedroom in the Front Royal house, which Ralph Lauren says is "Resort White", but which everyone else says is "pink."  It is pink, but it looks better if you just go with it.  As a result, I removed the green duvet cover and swapped it for a white one with cherries printed on it.  It helped, but repainting it would help more.  Not that I'm doing that any time soon.

If you've been reading this, you may have noticed that I'm no longer a vegetarian.  I've cycled some meat (though not a lot of it; I still think it's bad except in moderation) back into my diet, and I've been thinking about how it's lived up to my expectations.

Cheeseburgers:  definitely lived up to my expectations.  I've only had one, and it was at Houston's, so it was like the bar cheeseburgers I remember loving so much in Chicago.

Steak in mexican food:  also lived up to it's memory

Bratwurst:  I found out that I don't like bratwurst any more.  I can taste liver in it, and that puts me right off.

Bacon:  This is a real surprise for me, but bacon hasn't lived up to my memory of it at all.  Maybe it's where I've eaten the bacon (a diner), but it wasn't worth it.

Ham:  Taste exactly like I remember.  I like ham sometimes and sometimes not.

Ground beef in chili, casseroles, etc has been uniformly awful.  I prefer the fake meat version of anything that requires ground beef (except hamburgers).  I have no immediate plans to eat chicken.  I've had life threatening food poisoning twice and both times a chicken was involved.

This weekend I tried the Boca smoked sausage.  It's so incredibly good that I can't see any reason to ever have actual smoked sausage.  Unless, of course, I get a craving for it and the real thing is all that's handy.  My general theory on meat is only in moderation, and based on my experiences so far, that will be no problem at all.  

What's getting me lately are cravings for sweets in the evening.  I manage to limit carbohydrates (I eat them, just not to excess) all day long and be very happy, but in the evening, I always want something sugary and naughty.  I will also mention at this juncture that I've never been a fan of donuts for breakfast.  I only seem to like them late at night.  Where I come from, Dunkin' Donuts is open all the time, waiting to dispense dough fried in grease, so that's no problem.

Mmmm....dough fried in grease.

You know what's a little scary?  I've had no problems digesting the meat I've been eating.  Other vegetarians always say that you forget how to digest meat and that the necessary enzymes stop being produced when you quit eating meat for some length of time (five years in my case).  I've had not one bit of trouble.