Congratulations Taryn and Mark! Can't wait to meet the new bambino.
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I don't think I've ever laughed harder than I did yesterday.
If you read my blog entry from Tuesday, you know that I'm having Deep Thoughts (Guy Smiley) about the food we eat here at casa de pumpkin. So much so, that I decided I would challenge the gang to eat better than we have been.
Granted, that wouldn't be too hard for most of you, but I'm pretty certain we are the largest consumer of soda products on our street. And, there's no question that the 25lb bag of flour I go through each month isn't being used for food storage. I'm makin' as many cakes, rolls, brownies as possible with it!
So Monday night Dave and I agreed to do our best to eat healthier. We didn't really agree on any long term plan--other than the fact that we would both like to try to cut out sugar and caffeine from our diets for a while. And, we also wanted to cut back (and even out) on meat if possible. (Please don't call the USDA on us.)
Okay, so Tuesday was Day 1. The kids and I went to Whole Foods and stocked up on all kinds of fruit and veggies--and even bought some Boca Burgers, etc. It was actually fun. I made Quinoa and black bean salad that night. We at a ton of food that day--all of it way healthier than the family norm. Seemed easy enough . . .
or so I thought.
When I woke up Wed. morning, I couldn't find Dave. But, I teach an early morning summer school class, so I just assumed he was at the gym and headed to class.
At about noon, I phoned him to check in and I asked how he was doing.
Apparently, the "no sugar, no caffeine" part of the lifestyle hit him. And it hit him hard! He said he'd been up at 3am that morning with the world's worst headache. His only hope: head to the medicine cupboard and eeek trace amounts of caffeine out of an Excedrin tablet.
But, he forgot: he's married to me. And, what I mean by that is that I leave empty bottles in the cupboard all of the time (it's a reminder to me that I need to replace them).
So, no luck. He was resource-less. No relief from a bottle. He had to just go "deep within" and muscle his way through the splitting pain.
As he was explaining this to me on the phone, for some reason, I couldn't stop laughing. The image of him finding that empty bottle about killed me. I think either the lack of caffeine, sugar and meat has revealed my true self--a non-stop laugher. Or, I felt like it was pay-back for the 2.2 million times I've gone to the cupboard and found empty boxes, milk containers, etc.
My laughter was short-lived though.
Apparently, I wasn't that far behind Dave in the "withdrawl" period. About 5pm on Wednesday I was at the vet with the dog and kids when MY headache started.
So, as far as I can tell, this healthy lifestyle is kicking our . . . cans.
Say a prayer.
