To organic or not to organic
The world is a different place today, isn’t it?
I’m all for it, true. I believe in recycling and am fairly rabid about it, I use green cleaners, I buy and eat healthy foods, I shop locally whenever I can.
But sometimes it makes me crazy. The good stuff that you’re supposed to do, or that you want to do, just ain’t cheap. I want to buy the kind of food that’s going to be the healthiest — for Devin especially. I search the labels on everything I put in the cart. He gets the low-sugar yogurt, I check the fiber in cereals, I try to steer away from things like fruit snacks (although I cave occasionally).
I haven’t hopped fully on the organic bandwagon just yet. I’ve wanted to. I’ve bought quite a few organic items, sure. But the prices just kill me sometimes. It’s hard enough to walk out of Meijer without spending at least $100. So I’ve eyed the organic apples, strawberries, grapes and the like. But I’ve continued purchasing the regular ones. With plenty of guilt.
I don’t want to obsess about it. I grew up eating all of the crap that’s banned from our household these days. Plenty of processed stuff. Velveeta. Cheez-whiz. Ho-Hos. Twinkies. Butternut white bread. Sugar Smacks. Frosted Flakes. Creme puffs. Kraft spaghetti and macaroni and cheese. Each and every one. And I’ve survived up to this point.
But I wouldn’t eat most of that stuff today. (Although I do indeed crave creme puffs from time to time.) And I don’t want Devin eating most of it. So I sprang for the organic apples this time around. They sure are pretty!