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Yucky Veggies

Why do vegetables have to be so good for you??? I hate them! I love meat, I love fruits, I love nuts, and of course I LOVE carbs. But I really, really do not like vegetables.

If I didn't care at all about my health, I'd never eat vegetables EVER.
Tonight I gagged down a salad and some steamed cauliflower for dinner...and I'm just thinking, "why am I doing this to myself??" I shouldn't force myself to eat something that I hate, right? I don't think I'm ever going to eat another salad again. Of course, I always say that, and then I do! Maybe I just need some new ways to prepare my veggies...or disguise them somehow.

All I know is that it's definitely time for a cheat meal when I just cannot choke down another vegetable! UGH. Sometimes I go through phases when I just want to go back to eating all the carbs I wanted and never any vegetables, like I used to! BUT that's always just a passing thought- I know I would never go back to eating like that because I just don't think it's healthy. So I'll just keep eating my veggies....

Tomorrow we're leaving for Gatlinburg, and I am not going to be worrying about eating right, that's for sure! I'm not going to go overboard and eat every bad thing in sight, but I know there will be more than a few cheats this weekend! :)

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  1. I was wondering about getting one of those Montel Williams Health blaster blenders so I can mix up veggies with fruit and just drink it. It is SUCH an expensive blender though!!
    http://www.myhealthmaster.com/

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  2. Have you ever heard of The Sneaky Chef, it's great. You take veggies and purée them and mix them in your food. I fixed a chilli from this book it had a white purée and a green purée and my husband couldn't taste the veggies. The white purée is caulifour & squash; the green purée is peas, broccoli, & spinach. We loved it.

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  3. Thanks for the tips! I'm going to have to do something...I just can't keep forcing veggies down my throat anymore.

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