I got drunk on ice cream. I am not kidding. Not this week-- because as of March First I am doing some dreadful elimination diet for 30 days before returning to a more varied diet.
But at the end of February while in Iowa we went to a restaurant that had a separate ice cream menu... how could I say no when I was about to outlaw dairy and sugar for a month?
I ordered the smallest of sundaes. It was lovely. But once I finished it, I had sort of a buzzing in my head and I was a bit tipsy-- literally. I had trouble walking a straight line. And my brain was fuzzy. This was a really good experience for me to have right before eliminating added sugar from my diet. Because I did NOT like how I felt.
And I don't crave sugar at the moment.
But I know that it would take very little time for me to go back to my sweet toothiness.
So I must be on day 6 of the full-blown "whole 30" thing. The book was recommended by my doctor. Of course, she recommended it for Spouse (because she is also his doctor) but I thought I would give it a shot too.
I find I am eating an alarming number of fruits and vegetables. This breaks my streak of being a (mostly) vegetarian who eats no vegetables. I feel pretty good. I am also far less likely to eat recreationally. Because all the things that I CRAVE have a great deal of sugar and dairy and grains.
I have stayed up several nights WAY too late. And then payed for it the next day with a lot of trouble regulating my moods. I shut myself in my room and refused to sit down to dinner with boy children because I was so angry with them. Couldn't remember why for the minute. Then I recalled: it is because when I asked for help I got the response, "No. I don't want to help." And that was the end.
This weekend Friday and Saturday i was up until 2am and 1am. Because I was project oriented in trying to set up a computer for me and for my son. It takes a really long time to wipe hard drives and start fresh. Now things are up and running though.
I am working on what will hopefully be the final set of edits (before I submit) on my first not-too-trashy romance novel. That's what I am going to do now.
grateful crap: working 40 hours regularly instead of 8-15 hours irregularly.
coffee with F/friend
tea with elderboy
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