Is it abusing using your meal plan to hook yourself up with coffee and greek yogurt before class?
Is it getting an email that you have a package waiting for you in the mailroom after Latin class?
Is it getting a great box of soy products from Wildwood including burgers, yogurt, and baked tofu to sample and review?
Is it making lunch with a new condiment?
Is it having a lunch that tastes almost like a dessert, except with a vinegary kick to it?
Is it vegetables that taste fresh with a little salt even though they’ve been in the dining hall God-only-knows-how long?
Is it an old, favorite vegan veggie burger with a smoky kick?
Is it standing 1 foot next to Emma Watson when you go to the convenience store in the mail room to grab a drink between classes?
Is it getting an A you totally didn’t expect because, even though your work kind of sucks and you gave up hope half way through a paper, the teacher sees enough progress and takes enough pity to give a damn good grade?
Is it eating a granola bar with very low fiber and protein and no fortified vitamins or minerals but that has peanut butter chips in it?
Is it forgetting your water bottle in Greek History class, invading the room and another class 2 years later, and getting mistaken as an “escort” for a sick girl?
Is it watching Oprah, but an episode that unfortunately has no porn stars, ex-vice president nominees, or ex-vice president nominee’s grandbaby’s daddy who’s becoming a porn star?
Is it having a colorful bowl of oatmeal that reminds you you don’t need artificial ingredients or colors in your life for edible things to look and taste amazing?
Is it being inspired by New England to make a dish with pumpkin, vanilla, and cranberry as the flavors?
Is it dipping carrots straight into the jar?
Is it convincing yourself that this is better than just eating straight caramel because there’s mustard and vinegar in their, too?
Is it a day when, despite the fact that the Farmers’ Market ended two weeks ago, local companies arranged to send their products to Josiah’s for a special night?
Is it buying more caramel mustard for Thanksgiving and a new jar of local jam and paying with 2 breakfast meals because you eat oatmeal in your room every morning?
Is it the dining hall having fish, sweet potato and steamed vegetables all on the same night?
Is it laughing at how the one night that you don’t get food from the vegetarian line your friend, a completely careless meat eater, won’t touch the fish?
Is it having a dessert with fruit and chocolate that clocks in with 20+ grams of protein?
Is it being convinced that because fruit is the first ingredient, jam with chocolate is still reasonably good for you?
Is it having no unread emails in your mailbox for the first time at 8:45pm?
Is it having your favorite bowl of oatmeal, with the same exact combination of ingredients/nut butter/topping that you’ve had umpteen times?
Is it watching a new Modern Family and laughing a little too hard at “she came to the Halloween party as Sigfried and half of Roy”?
Is it eating one of your favorite desserts ever with a blend of chocolate, peanut butter, and toffee just because you can?
Is it getting 50% your daily value of iron in said dessert?
Is it knowing and respecting your body well enough to listen to it when it says it wants to go to bed at 10:20?
Is it waking up and feeling energized, and grabbing this bar you’ve been dreaming about on the way to the gym?
Is it watching television shows you’re about 8 years too old for because they make the treadmill an enjoyable experience?
Is it running 10 miles in 83:41 when you only planned to go 7 miles because you feel so darn good?
Is it that your room smells like fresh cinnamon, vanilla, and nutmeg at 9am?
Is it when you realize that you won’t have to give up anything going vegan for a day–again–but rather just find different ways to love the food you normally eat?
Is it the thought of winning this amazing coffee filled giveaway?
I think it’s all of those things(especially the Emma Watson one ;-)) What about you? What makes it a good day?