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So the weaning is slow but I have confidence I can get there. Hope has had too much ice cream and was a total crabby butt all day. I had a non raw dinner last night even after I had went to great lengths to get the raw food back into the house again. Sad. I feel like total shit since fucking up so badly all week. My jeans are tight. I am crabby and bloated and lazy. It was just not very smart. The consolation prize was not getting sick except for that one bagel I had when I got there. It was amazing the things I put in my body and didn't get violently ill over. Maybe that was the draw for me. It was cold, food was hot, and I wasn't getting sick. I am paying for all that stupid logic now though.

So while I am testing out how long it will take to drain my new battery completely and listening to my husband snore I thought I would run through the sites I have bookmarked for some Raw inspiration. Turns out I am inspired to return to strictly Raw. I concede that I will just never be Vegan. I will never escape my love for honey or leather. I try but my inner snob will not allow me to buy pleather, or give up my beloved boots and purses and new soft sleek furniture. I know. So hypocritical. At least I can admit it. It isn't that I don't know it is wrong. I know, I just can't help it. Shameful. If I were still Catholic I would be racking up the Hail Marys like a mofo.

I have a newfound love for South Florida. I don't know how long it will last. These things are fleeting, you know. However, for some reason coming home was a lot nicer than usual. The weather is absolutely perfect right now. Even if a lot of people are assholes here, the streets in my town are clean and dry and landscaped. The children and I took Jake on a rather long walk today just because I feel like I am wasting good weather being indoors.

We really need to do more outside while it is coolish. That could be my New Year's Resolution. Along with not falling off the wagon next Thanksgiving/Christmas and taking a family vacation with just the five of us. That and just being more happy and less worried in general. Screw getting out of debt, that is just a wasted resolution this year.

Posted by gwendolyn on January 04, 2005 at 11:53 PM