Oh. Hi there. Remember me? It’s been a minute!
Last you heard, I was cleansing and loving it. Well, I have been cleansed, and immediately (predictably) went straight back to eating sweet. I think that’s what’s called “falling off the wagon.” But I make no apologies; I knew from the beginning this would be a temporary thing, and I’m so, so glad I did it anyway! I slept better, focused more, felt healthier, and saved money. I cooked things I have never cooked before. I rediscovered my appreciation for avocados and grapefruit. And…I’m still sick of brown rice. All in all, I’d call it a success.
Suddenly it’s Wednesday! How did that happen? I’m so busy this week I barely noticed the days slide by. Also, after I started drinking coffee again (all the saints be praised), it was all I wanted to talk about. And, well, that’s not exactly original fodder for a blog. We all know that coffee is wonderful. Even the people at Harvard think so. IT’S SCIENCE.
Anyway, where was I? While writing about how I thought I would get distracted by coffee, I…got distracted by coffee. Ahem. This blog post is about our dinner last night, not about the steaming delicious cup of heaven in front of me right now.
So this morning I totally had a giant plate of eggs, topped with cheese and sour cream, with a side of DEEP FRIED BACON and a huge slab of cinnamon raisin toast with strawberry jam and cinnamon sugar, and I washed it all down with a giant latte made with whole milk.