I’ve been wondering whether giving up meat for Lent is really that big of a sacrifice at all. Maybe I haven’t faced a good ol’ fashioned temptation to crunch on some bacon or slice up a nice steak and been forced to say, “No, thanks.” It’s been a lovely time so far, and I’m convinced that Trader Joe’s had vegetarians in mind when they packaged their delightful frozen entrees. So easy, delicious, and (mostly) healthy. Most of the edibles pictured above were picked up there, and I haven’t bored of their options yet.

Jon claims he still misses the old carnivorous ways with every veggie dinner, but I decided that it’s too much fun so I should probably just give up on some other unnecessary wasteful habit (Facebook) for a few days to actually experience a micro-sacrifice. Nothing painful, obviously, but a split-second provocation each time I go to log on that makes me steer toward a more productive or relaxing choice. I’ve cheated several times already, but hold a zero-guilt policy on this kind of thing. Now, instead of using Facebook to learn about the daily milestones achieved by many people’s children I’ve never met, or gaze into the collegiate lives of my former students, I will go study the gastrointestinal system. Yummy.