Breakfast: Skipped it!

Lunch: No time to make it!

Dinner: A plate of pasta primavera so big that I should not have been able to eat it in 8 minutes (but I did!)

Cravings: Absolutely any kind of food that hasn’t been cooked by me.

Mood: OK, just feeling a bit cranky, not about capitalists, weirdly. It’s the environmentalists that are getting on my nerves.

So I chose to go without lunch because I had to choose between being really late for work and being a little bit late for work. I know, I know, I could have made said lunch the day before or gotten up earlier and made it, but I didn’t. I chose to get some sleep and then wake up and dawdle in the shower. Now on the scale of human suffering, I know that a missed lunch doesn’t register at all (not even a blip!) but I mention it because I want to first publicly apologize to my husband for that totally undeserved attack on his character last night. (I was so hungry and three handfuls of trail mix does not regulate one’s blood sugar as well as I hoped.) And secondly, because the whole lunch debacle helped me figure something out. I think I did it on purpose so someone, anyone would feel sorry for me and tell me I could order in Chinese food for lunch. My subconscious is rebelling because it thinks this experiment is ill conceived and could quite possibly kill me. It’s (still, for better or worse, talking about my subconscious here) trying to come up with iron-clad excuses to break the rules. Overslept for national television? Oops, take the SUV into town. Forget your lunch? Eat out! Buy Big! Shoot just last night, my subconscious was trying to con me into buying a Nintendo Wii and my first pair of Blahniks. Which in and of itself, is an incredibly long way of telling you that I feel your pain because it’s my pain too. What all the commentators and experts and documentaries don’t understand is that we (and by we, I mean your average American) just found out about Global Warming. OK, I know the science has been out there for years but as far as WE are concerned, we just found out that our daily experience is destroying the planet. And before THEY show us another picture of a dying polar bear, could we just take a minute to absorb the fact that we could be underwater in 50 years? All, I think, we’re asking for is a small window of time to internalize the facts. And then we need another window of time to figure out if we really believe you. Because it looks to me like we’ve been threatened with extinction before. (Wasn’t Avian flu supposed to kill us all? And what the flock happened to SARS or are they the same thing?) I mean really, the local news has been predicting our death due to E. coli and common household accidents for so long, it doesn’t even register. Not to mention that we’re in midst of two wars, a sub-prime meltdown, the stress of our daily lives, rolling political scandals and a bridge collapsing for no reason except maybe pigeon excrement. I’m not being flip and I’m not saying that we don’t need to change our ways; but could you lay off the fear tactics, we’ve got a lot on our plates. I say, try sweet talk and a little humor, but what do I know?