Skinny Bitch

I just read this book, and something that has been bothering me for some time has finally taken shape in my brain.
Quite some time ago, my husband cooked a prime rib for a holiday dinner, it was a huge piece of meat. He cooked it to perfection, medium rare. As he was slicing into it on the kitchen counter, my stomach began to roll. Something about it just reached inside me and made me feel violently ill. I didn't eat it. Even though he offered to cook it more for me, if that was the problem. I couldn't, and I knew that to try would not be pretty.
Since then, I have been alternately OK with meat, and not OK with meat. Sometimes I can eat it, and other times, the feel of it in my mouth is very uncomfortable. The thought of it takes me somewhere I don't want to go.
Beef, pork, chicken, it doesn't matter. The only way I can eat it without distress is if it has not maintained it's shape, if it is ground, or julienned, or something. That in itself is upsetting.
Enter Skinny Bitch.
Which I must tell you is NOT for the faint of heart, or for anyone who is easily offended. The authors are irreverent, and sometimes crass. But funny. And they make points that are somehow so simple, and so true, that they made me think I must be stupid not to have processed this information long ago. What they suggest for healthful eating might not be for everyone. They take it to the extreme side of healthy. But their argument about meat touched me where I live, and resonated to my core. It reaffirmed all the thoughts that had been creeping around my consciousness.
Now I am not promising that I will be 100% meatless, but at least for the next 30 days, I am going to give up meat. I want to know if I can do it, if I will miss it, if I will feel different, better, or the same. Part of me wants to do it because I know it is healthier. Part of me wants to do it because I don't believe we were intended to be meat eaters. But mostly, I want to do it because in my heart, I really feel that it is the right thing to do, for me.
My daughter came to dinner the other night, and by the time she left, she had read enough of the book to want to take it with her.
She called me the next day, to tell me that she was giving up meat for a 30 day trial, too. She is taking it to the next level, and giving up dairy, as well.
And she is giving the book to my middle daughter.
Oh, dear, what have I started??? :)
I can see into the future.........one meal for the men, one for the women.........we need a bigger kitchen!