I read that an estimated 46 million turkeys will be consumed tomorrow. So yes, I have very mixed emotions about Thanksgiving. I want to celebrate and eat good food. But I also can’t help but think of mass animal murder and suffering, all so we can stuff our faces and take a nap in front of the TV for a day.
So for me, Thanksgiving week means extreme vegan mode. Double checking every ingredient. No stray shred of cheese. Not even faux meats that contain egg whites or whey protein. Not one drop of animal-derived food. It’s my way of celebrating Thanksgiving.
We’re making our own vegan cream of mushroom soup to put in green bean casserole. We made vegan cornbread from scratch for the stuffing. I’ve looked up a recipe for vegan corn pudding. We bought vegan mashed potatoes with chives from Whole Foods yesterday. There’s a Tofurky thawing in the fridge. We have rice whip at the ready. It’s going to be a delicious and cruelty-free day for all in the McBax household.
Another late post:
Halloween- a time when “normal” kids stuff themselves with candy full of animal by-products and chemicals and “special diet” kids can’t eat any of the stuff in their buckets. It’s sad. Instead of going for the usual, I bought organic fruit lollipops (which are amazing, and naturally gluten-free), pretzels for kids who can’t eat sugar (poor things), and vegan chocolate squares from Endangered Species (dairy-free for the lactose intolerant). The chocolate is a two for one- it’s vegan AND Endangered Species donates 1% of sales to animal charities.
Back on Nov 2nd, Al and I registered for another 5K- this one benefitting the Latino Leaders of America. It was a small 5K, but a bunch of the kids (future “leaders”) came out and held signs along the route encouraging the runners… they tried to make it festive.
I’m behind on posting good deeds. I’ve been doing them, just been too busy to post about them. I’ll try and do a little catching up now.
Back in October sometime, I dropped some change in the donation box at the cash register while buying lunch. The charity of the month was the for Austin Bat Conservation.
The checkout line at my Whole Foods has these delicious individually-wrapped squares of Lake Champlain chocolates for only $.89. I bought one for each team member last week. We’d all been working overtime gearing up for launch week.
Stand Up To Bullies (Even In The Workplace)
I mentioned a troublesome co-worker once before. Last time, she was saying racist things about no one in particular, just anyone from a certain country.
I’m happy to say she got a talking to from our boss and has completely improved that behavior.
However, last week she decided to bully a fellow team member. Again, loudly and publicly.
During a routine conversation, she determined she wasn’t getting what she expected and decided to start yelling. She also tried to use her older age and experience level as reasons why she demanded things be done her way.
The person she was bullying is truly sweet and good-natured and really had done nothing to bring this upon herself. I listed as things escalated and finally decided to intervene.
I asked the verbal abuser to stop talking to her like that, and to act like a respectful, professional team member.
I can’t say it will do any good, but I felt it was the right thing to do.
On the Oct 19 we completed one of the Donkey Dash 5K mentioned in a previous post. The route for this one wound through a neighborhood with homes on large lots with lots of trees and plant life. Somewhere between mile 1 and 2, I saw a man stop, walk over to a thick patch of ivy, and pluck some trash out of it and carry it along with him on the trail.
I was inspired by his dedication to cleaning up litter- he was going to have to carry that trash for possibly another mile and a half.
A short time later, I saw trash left behind by one of the racers, a dixie cup of water crumpled and thrown on the road. Why people can’t drink and toss the cup into the trash always bothers me. Yes you’re trying to achieve a certain time, so then carry the thing with you if you can’t stop. Or get water at the end. Or at least throw it NEAR the trash can, so a nearby volunteer can pick it up. This cup was so far from the nearest trash.
So anyway, like my fellow walker, I carried it probably about a mile before throwing it away. Once, some droplets from the cup landed on my hand and my OCD brain thought “EEEW! YOU DON’T KNOW WHOSE MOUTH WAS ON THIS CUP, GET RID OF IT.” But I ignored my brain and did the right thing. I saw this litter to its rightful place in the trash.
To my fellow 5K-ers I ask you:
I like it when I get to do something that entertains me AND supports a local org. In this case, I got tickets to the Austin Symphony’s “Superheroes” night. Yes, I consider going to a ballet or symphony a good deed, because most of those performance arts organizations are nonprofits. I mean, that wouldn’t apply to a Broadway play or something. But your local operas and whatnots probably are.
The Superheros night should be fun. They’re playing scores from Superhero movies and encouraging guests to come dressed as superheroes. It should be fun for adults and kids. Yes I am putting together a costume, and yes it will be awesome. And no, it’s not Cat Woman or something else cheesy.
A good friend of mine just had a baby- her first baby. She also had gestational diabetes, and halfway through the pregnancy could no longer eat desserts or pasta or any of that good stuff. So… I vowed to show up at the hospital when the baby was born with a load of her favorite goodies. Cupcakes, chocolates, breads, etc.
Last week, on Tuesday night, the little bundle of joy arrived and on Wednesday morning I went by a local fast-food place and picked up a hot egg and cheese breakfast burger for her and her husband, and delivered a cooler FULL of good stuff- tuxedo cake, muffins, cookies, brownies.
I also included healthy stuff, like pasta salad with kale and tomatoes, and mango quinoa salad, cuz, you know, the baby’s gotta get some nutrition from mama, and I’m sure that diabetes thing doesn’t just disappear overnight. Anyway, I was glad to do something that at least made me feel like I was helping.
We all know hospital food is YUCK, so I hope my special delivery helped both of them feel a little better while they were stuck in the hospital.
Don’t let people get away with saying bad things
We all know someone who still says racist things (or sexist). We like to blame it on their age, or their politics, or the fact that they’re a little “crazy.” So we let it slide, for one reason or another.
I cannot let it go. I just can’t. I detest these comments, even the kind where the offender doesn’t think they’re being racist.
At work last week, a co-worker was (quite loudly) making rude comments about “illegal Mexicans” having babies for free in America, etc, etc.
I immediately told her that I would not participate in that conversation, and when she persisted, I told her that I would not say racist things in a work environment and walked away.
She later apologized and said she was “learning” and that it’s “interesting to work with younger people.” And wanted me to know she’s not racist because she has a black friend. Sigh. If that statement isn’t always a sign of a racist, I don’t know what is.
Anyway. I had another co-worker thank me for asking her to stop. And hopefully anyone of Latin descent who overheard the conversation was also happy to have that woman’s comments cut off.
I definitely believe that standing up for others in everyday life is just as important as making a donation, boycotting, volunteering, or any other act of kindness.
Don’t be afraid to tell that rude person to stop. It’s the only way they’ll learn that it’s inappropriate. You don’t have worry about getting caught up in an argument about the merits of your own position either. I just said it was racist and I walked away. Enough said