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clevermanka) wrote2012-03-06 07:39 am
clevermanka) wrote2012-03-06 07:39 am
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Put that in your pipe
After two(ish) months of Tremendous Swelling like I used to experience after every meal (approximately four inches around my waist), I'm only swelling about two to two-and-a-half inches, now. Progress!
I'm sure the elimination diet is helping, but let me tell you, I would really like some mother fucking scrambled eggs right now. And a steak. Starting Sunday, March 11, chicken is going to be a little light on the menu around here. And I don't even want to look at fish for at least a week. Surprisingly, I am not missing fruit at all. Once in while I think I'd like to throw a handful of nuts into a salad, or a dollop of almond butter into a curry. But other than that, I'm not craving nuts, either. I think I'll just keep both of those things out of my mouth, unless I use them as a small component in a larger dish.
Speaking of my mouth, I got to say some really good words to my former bellydance teacher, whom some of you might know is 100% total crazycakes. She was at the drumming workshop on Sunday, and mentioned to me this workshop at the end of April. I told her that I'd heard about it, but wasn't sure I'd be able to make it. Before I could qualify my statement (I really would like to go to it, but time and money are so tight right now), she butted in with this: "Well, I know you don't like to come to events that I sponsor." I looked at her for a moment, and came up with this absolute gem: "Actually, JoAnne, what I do and what I don't do has absolutely nothing to do with you." And then I walked away.
That felt good.
Also contributing to my feeling good: The black 20-eyes arrived yesterday and I am wearing them today. Dese boots y'all. Unf. The brown ones are shipping separately. *shrug*
I'm sure the elimination diet is helping, but let me tell you, I would really like some mother fucking scrambled eggs right now. And a steak. Starting Sunday, March 11, chicken is going to be a little light on the menu around here. And I don't even want to look at fish for at least a week. Surprisingly, I am not missing fruit at all. Once in while I think I'd like to throw a handful of nuts into a salad, or a dollop of almond butter into a curry. But other than that, I'm not craving nuts, either. I think I'll just keep both of those things out of my mouth, unless I use them as a small component in a larger dish.
Speaking of my mouth, I got to say some really good words to my former bellydance teacher, whom some of you might know is 100% total crazycakes. She was at the drumming workshop on Sunday, and mentioned to me this workshop at the end of April. I told her that I'd heard about it, but wasn't sure I'd be able to make it. Before I could qualify my statement (I really would like to go to it, but time and money are so tight right now), she butted in with this: "Well, I know you don't like to come to events that I sponsor." I looked at her for a moment, and came up with this absolute gem: "Actually, JoAnne, what I do and what I don't do has absolutely nothing to do with you." And then I walked away.
That felt good.
Also contributing to my feeling good: The black 20-eyes arrived yesterday and I am wearing them today. Dese boots y'all. Unf. The brown ones are shipping separately. *shrug*