So this weekend came and went. Always crazy. Here are a couple of the highlights from it:
- Chris and I overheard Owen asking Ava if "all they're going to feed us for lunch is garlic meat?" In response to being served what we both felt was yummy summer sausage.
- At Fleet Farm (total man store if there ever was one), Moyz tried to wash his hands in the urinal next to Chris. At least he values cleanliness
- Seeing an ambulance at Walmart with the lights on Owen said "I see a human being put in the back!" Not sure what other non-human things he my think use an ambulance.
And then the piece de resistance, I decided to do Martha Stewart's 2012 whole living cleanse. I know, it's almost 2013, and I am sure if I waited her magazine will kick off the new year with another one, but there is no time like the present.
My morning started of with a disgusting concoction of a ginormous handful of kale, 1/2c. parsley, 1 banana and 1 apple plus 2 cups water all pureed in the food processor. It was still chunky. And gross. And something-in-the-teeth hell. Everyone in my family had a little bite and they were all like "this is okay, what are you whining for". And maybe if you are only eating one bite it's fine, but a huge cupful? No thank you. And I get to do it again tomorrow because the batch made 2 drinks. Wednesday I am going to try the beet drink. Don't you want to join me?
I want to swoop in and win the biggest loser challenge my girlfriends and I have going on, plus I really want to be able to fit back into my jeans cause right now I only have 2 pair that fit nice and they are both looking a little ragged.
I sort of did this before when I did the nothing-but-vegetables for a month, and I lost a ton of weight and felt great once my system got over eating all those vegetables. So I am hoping for a repeat of that.
Want to hear something depressing? I read a report that Japanese women maintain their weight from the age of 30 until they die, where US women gain a pound a year until they die. (Average woman in both countries)
What a cheery thought for a Monday morning. Good luck with your week.