When your sad husband or kids ask what's for dinner and you realise you haven't bought or prepared anything for them because you knew you had enough fruit for a couple of days so forgot to buy anything for them...... ooops ;-)
he he he....it's happened to me before, prior to my husband joining me for the most part on this new lifestyle. I just completely forgot about him and what I was going make for dinner. Then it dawned on me....wait....what's he going to eat tonight? he he he, that's never happened before. Hey, that was the first and only negative experience I had on the 811...ooops ;)
You refer to other people as 'normal' (in brackets)..
You burn pots when you cook for guests who are not all raw...
when your friends offer you a big bowl of fruit insisting you can have "as much as you like"
When your fruit and vegetable holiday dinner looks more colorful and tasty than the dead-looking stuff the rest of your family eats. Makes a great picture, too! ;)
When you find yourself offering people to taste your banana, to show them it is better when it is ripen, not green.
when you giggle at people in the store talking about how "green" they are ith a cart fill of prepackaged foods
when after a hard work out i eat a banana and go to the grocery store get home cleane the house make food for the bf then go to work myself and people think im crazy for having the energy to do so
when i feed the dog my food and she loves it so about 20% of her diet is bananas
I was buying a whole bunch of fruits and veggies and the amount came to something like $50.00. (which I thought was cheap) and the check out lady says "All that and NO MEAT?" I just laughed!
Hey, here's a good one....I'm standing in line at the market with a package of baby colorful peppers and only other fruits and the lady next to me says "you know I love those little peppers, I stuff them with cream cheese and bake them just for a bit for appetizers". Gees Louis I was thinking.... does it really look like I'm wanting to cook something here?
Okay, this may just be me, but:
You know you're 811 if you looked past the metaphorical meaning of the lyrics in Labrinth's song 'Earthquake' and actually took it literally!
You know you're 811 when people in your town know you as 'banana girl'.
You know you're 811 when two compost bins isn't enough and you end up creating a big kind of composte pile with all your fruit peelings.
You know you're 811 when you go to a friend's birthday and have way more fun dancing through the evening sober than most others who spend it off their face drunk to 'have more fun'. Then you know you're 811 when you don't want to go back to dance with those drunken people and just wish you could afford Woodstock to get the chance to dance with all you fruities!
...when your car is always full of pineapples and mangoes and bunches of bananas.
...when your work office smells like...bananas, from those bananas stashed in your desk drawer...
...when your bedroom smells like sweet....bananas (and maybe some other fruit)
...when people tell you your head smells like fruit (I'm not kidding here, this actually happened, and this person did not know I am LFRV)
...when you're the only one at a raw vegan potluck not scarfing down nut pate' and blended sprouted bean soup
...when people ask you how you have so much energy all the time, including energy to exercise
...when people ask you what your "secret" is, yet scoff at your explanation, only to remain puzzled at how contradictory you are to their criticisms.
...when people treat you like a health guru while all you are doing is simply eating fruit. Um, easy?