Following a Meal Plan or Saving Money on Food?

Eating sweets with my friend Natasha

Eating sweets with my friend Natasha

Food is expensive. Buying it myself I have come to realize that. No longer can I throw hummus, vegetarian chicken, and protein bars into my mother’s cart and assume that we have the money for it all. Now, I must choose wisely what I am willing to splurge on as I get discounted bread, non-brand name cereal, and the cheapest apples possible.

This lack of funds for all food makes following my meal plan difficult. Fresh vegetables? How would I keep those good when I am running off to work? Buying a salad at work? Have you seen the price of salads? No thank you.

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Recovery is Worth Money and Time

Macaroni Casserole I made

I made this Mac dish. It takes money to buy ingredients to make food, but that is a vital part of recovery

I hate buying groceries. Fine, let’s be honest. I hate spending money for the most part. Buying gifts for others or fun things for myself or even eating out with friends does not bother me. However, paying for most things and using the money that I have worked hard to earn terrifies me.

My first year at college, some of these same fears filled me. Growing up, I never received an allowance. Instead, my parents made my sisters and me earn money to use for gifts, fun things for ourselves, and sometimes clothing. This instilled a respect for hard working and earning your way through life. Yet it also partly added to my fear and insecurity regarding finances.

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Listaliciousness: Father’s Day, Women on Money, and Hidden Meaning in “Lilo and Stitch”

Family upon couch

My family

Happy Father’s Day! I miss my father so much on this special day. At least, we talked on the phone which was wonderful.

Anyway, here are some links. A few are Father’s Day themed while others deal with history, coping skills, and Disney of course. Enjoy!

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Coping Skills: #83. Virtual Shopping

Japanese Money Tree

Money trees in the Japanese part of the World Showcase that I thought would be fun to get for Mario or another member of my family

Going to Epcot for the first time was wonderful. My lovely roommate Emily took me through the World Showcase. We wandered through shops, bought Disney pins to begin my collection, and oohed over wonderful souvenirs from around the world. I lapped up gelato from Italy, feasted on falafel wraps from Morocco, and wiped away patriotic tears at the end of the American show.

However, one problem that I had throughout the day was wanting to stop and buy things for my family, friends, or myself. There were Mexican treats for my sister Christine, French perfume for my sister Maria, a Chinese money tree for Mario, a huge German beer stein for my dad, Moroccan Turkish Delight from my friend Dawson, Japanese Anime for my coworker Katala,  German Santa Clause ornaments for my Aunt Mary and so much more.

That is not even starting to list all of the items that I longed for to use myself. Continuously, I stopped to ogle an item and thought, “I can come back later. I have over eight more months still.”

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Ten Reasons I See Myself As Better and Worse Than Others

Me at Goodwill

We have reasons why we are better/worse humans even if we do not realize them.

At my university’s chapel yesterday, the speaker gave an amazingly candid and thought-provoking exercise for us to do. “List the reasons why you think that you are a better person or Christian than others. Then list the reasons why you are worse.”

Even more shockingly, he went on to list some of his reasons. I similarly made lists in my notebook. Looking back at the items was a strong jolt of reality for me. Pride and superiority is a far bigger issue in my life than I ever realized. In fact, all of us seem to battle this more than we want to admit even if it is hidden in the guise of self-hate.

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Listaliciousness: Allergy-Free Plants, Themed Weddings, and Twitter Birthday Surprises

Ready for this weeks links? These are full of hope with the coming of spring, flowers, weddings, and babies. Funny how most of them seem to fit into that mood and category.

Before the list, however, I wanted to let you know that I feel bad about how moody I’ve been. Perhaps you haven’t noticed it, but maybe you did. This past week was difficult. Maybe this one will be simpler. If not, I will try to respond with more grace and optomisim than I have been lately. Thank you all for your support. That is one thing that I can count on even when the rest of my life melts into a gooey mess.

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Listaliciousness: Random Narration, Cinderella, and Christmas Continuation

Before I give my weekly list of links, there is something that must be said: People are not objects that can be laughed at or used without consent. Well, maybe we are, but that is not the way it should be. This does not matter if the other person is older, younger, a minority, not a minority, disabled, working for you, or different in any way. Especially pay attention to those who work in customer service. They are people, not objects.

End of rant. Here are some things (many still having to do with Christmas) for you to check out today. I hope you enjoy them.

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Bringing Back the Childlike Holidays

Holidays can be a season of brightness and joy. However, for those with depression, this time of year can be overwhelming. Instead of feeling cheery, you simply have to force a smile on your face. Even for those without mental illness, Christmas may be a difficult time of year.

When did this shift from joy to hopelessness happen? For many children, this season is a magical time of year filled with treats, religious hope, presents, family, and fun in the snow. What changed as we grew up? Who or what stole away the mysterious, jubilant, fascinating nature of Christmas?

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Tipping Fast Food Workers $100

Many times, we go through life oblivious to those around us. Many people work in thankless jobs that are wearying emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually. These include servers, cleaners, fast food workers, garbage collectors, nannies and many more people.

As a child, I began to notice these people who seemed as forgotten as me. Thus, they deserved my thanks and attention. People look at me strange when I thank them for mopping the floor or buckling me into the roller coaster. However, I hope that my short words touch them.

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