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Yesterday I learned about every parasitic disease that I never knew I lived in mortal fear of getting.

And really, I didn’t want to be one of those parents, but now I am seriously considering wrapping every part of my childrens’ bodies in saran wrap (except for their faces) before allowing them to leave the house.  Ever.

(Note that this will also be a very effective mode of contraception for when they get older.  No one wants to sleep with the weird kid wrapped in saran wrap.  No matter how cute she is.)

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I don’t wear matching socks.

You are going to discover that in about three photos.  And I just didn’t want to not mention it and then have it be the brontosaurus in the room.  It’s too early in the morning to have to deal with brontosauruses in a two-by-nothing apartment.  There’s no space or time or energy for it.

Usually I at least get the color right so that when a little bit of sock peeks up over my sneaker, I don’t scare the masses away or become the talk of the town.  But it was a Sunday on the day I took these pictures and I was supposed to be in my room, writing an ethics paper, banned from all human contact except for that of my roommates who are used to my deviant sock mismatching ways.

So it goes. I don’t wear matching socks.  Now you know.

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You guys are in store for a wild and wacky ride this morning.

I hope you’re ready.

I hope you’ve eaten breakfast.

I hope you don’t get motion sick.

You see.  Today at Eat.Live.Be. we are talking about “A Day In Our Lives” or, basically, how we’ve changed our day-to-day habits in order to achieve our goals.

So whether you like it or not, you’re going to get an inside look at the Eats Well With Others household.  Brace yourself.

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Let me explain to you how you should not train for a marathon.

You should not decide it’s a good idea to spend five hours on your feet the night before an 18 mile run.  No, I’m not quite sure why you volunteered to cook 12 pounds of pulled pork, homemade barbecue sauce and a layer cake for your sister’s birthday party the next day.

I also can’t quite figure out why the the pork shoulder you ordered from Fresh Direct still had a piece of skin still attached to it.  That has nothing to do with marathon training but it explains why you also had to cook some chickpeas because after having to break out your anatomy skills to get that pork in working order, you just couldn’t bring yourself to ingest it.

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