you know what i’ve realized? i am not a creature of moderation. i do not understand it. not that it’s not great for other people, i’m sure, just that it’s not really present in my life.

i think about this occasionally when i eat vegetables. maybe because i think about it occasionally when i eat chips. sometimes, when i am eating chips, i think, “hmmmm. i don’t eat these in moderation.” at the moment, this happens to be true of honey bbq fritos. anyway, when i eat vegetables, i think about the chips, because it occurs to me that everything evens out. i don’t eat vegetables in moderation either. as far as i’m concerned, a head of cauliflower or broccoli or cabbage is at most two servings. a bunch of kale is one serving, at least if it’s roasted. (when i am eating broccoli, i often wonder how much i would have to cook if i were cooking for a family.)

as it happens, i am currently in a sandwich with dill pickle phase, which means that i eat at least one a day, sometimes two. before the sandwiches, it was cauliflower. i was eating cauliflower every day.

(i just had a eureka moment! this is an exceedingly useful eating habit for me. i like to eat seasonally and locally. when colorful peppers or blueberries or cucumbers or tomatoes are in season, they are only available for a short time. it’s nice that i actually enjoy eating what might seem like a lot of them before they are gone for the year.)

recently, i realized that i do the same thing with tv shows. at the moment, i am obsessed with bones. i am happily (and speedily, did i mention i had trouble with moderation?) making my way through all the episodes. before bones, it was eureka. before eureka, it was psych. i kind of wish i could alternate, or slow down, but it doesn’t seem to work for me.

(wow, do i love bones. i love the characters and their relationships, and i think booth and brennan are hilariously adorable. i will say that the show is not helping my nightmares. one night, i found myself in a lake full of sharks and then was beaten by a mob of teenagers. fortunately, booth saved me just in time; i hope i can thank him someday.)

the same thing is true of songs, hikes, what i’m interested in working on ..

(this reminds me of the time i joined a rowing club and then decided to add in a cycling class and then was convinced to take karate lessons. let’s just say i was very tired and then i died.)

this feels like the sort of thing that, once upon a time, i would think i needed to change about myself. they do say that moderation is the key, you know.

today, it feels more like something i want to embrace. yes, it’s true, i am really not a creature of moderation. i love that about me.

with that, i bid you adieu. i have a bag of honey bbq fritos and season 4 of bones waiting for me.