A “Meat-Free” (kind of) Family!

Hunting season is here and Ty has been busy target practicing in preparation of restocking our freezer. This time of year also marks the anniversary of my quitting meat. Here is the story about that:

Some years ago now, Tyler made an announcement that he was to become a hunter. I was heartbroken. Why would he want to go into the bush and shoot innocent dear running around minding their own business? I was horrified! What kind of a savage was I living with? So, in protest, I stopped eating meat.

My quitting eating meat was met with much exasperation from my family, being former hog farmers. Especially my mom who prides herself on her perfect pork roasts and beef stew. She’s still in denial. My mother-in-law still doesn’t know what to make for supper when I come over! My dad could actually care less what I eat.

Anyways, at first I intended to eat meat again once hunting season was over but it kind of just stuck with me. In the past, I only ever ate meat when someone else cooked it for me anyways because I’m a horrible cook. Problem solved. Also, I felt a lot better after assuming an all veg diet, both physically and consciously. I couldn‘t go back to eating meat again even if I‘d wanted to. That is the sheer power of my guilty conscience.

And I am incredibly healthy to boot!! (yes I just said “to boot”). Neither Hayden or I have been sick once in 2013. I have had 2 unbelievably healthy no meat pregnancies. Given birth to 1 extremely healthy 8.5 pound baby. And breastfed that baby into a giant, all on no meat. Just veggie lasagna! And beer! Jk.

I have since changed my stance on hunting. Those animals lived good lives. At least they got to see the sun and run around in the bush with their friends. Also, I feel like a Hunter must understand what it means to take the life of an animal, which is something we’re so far removed from when we see the tenderloin on the shelf at the store. Somewhere along the way, Tyler came to agree with my point of view. That is how he became a “Huntarian” (his term). He only eats hunted meat.

Just for the record, I don’t give a flying you-know-what about what anyone eats. I have never watched someone eat a steak and thought, “How COULD they??”. We all have our reasons for eating what we eat. I am more than happy to live peacefully amongst the meat-eaters but for some reason there’s that one person who always seems to want to throw these irrelevant factoids at me while I’m chewing my veggie burger: “Humans are supposed to eat meat because of our teeth bla bla bla”. OK I don’t care… “What do you do for protein?” Seriously?…

So in conclusion, wish Tyler luck this hunting season!

LIZA

P.s. This post was originally filled with a lot more mumbo jumbo about vegetarian ideals but has been heavily revised. I have nothing to prove.