I’ve been stuffed to the gills for several days straight. I’m so good…I’ve been eating only bennies and neutrals…but the bad is this: there’ve been too many bennies/neutrals forcing their way into my body. I’m constantly full—this gives new meaning to the term “fat and happy.” I find that I’m sluggish and unable to focus very well. Good grief…it’s all the saying good-bye to friends…it turns out that everybody breaks bread to wish you well. I think that if I ever make a big move like this again, I’ll be meeting people for green tea or coffee rather than meals. Even my heart feels labored trying to digest all this stuff.

Take care of you all…be well…think of me trying to control portions amongst friends!!

The creature tore through her insides like a thing ravaged by the demons from the churning fire pits of hell. Its nails tore at her stomach causing an agony of syncopated wails and heart wrenching screams. Millions of undulating serpents traveled through her intestines creating waves of discomfort and unease…

In other words, I took a supplement that in my heart of hearts I knew that I should leave alone. As I look on the ingredients list now (after the remainder of the bottle has been flushed down the loo), I realize that all but one of the ingredients are avoids and the one is a neutral…and way down on the list (not a lot of it in the little capsule). This was a free supplement with this month’s superfood (Dr. Shulze), and I know I should know better, but I thought, eh…what could it hurt? Ummmm….duh! It hurt my insides, like, A LOT!!

It’s funny, because as I think back to pre-BTD life, I consumed two whole bottles of this stuff thinking that I was doing my body some good. All that happened was that I felt crappier, ended up on prescription acid reflux stuff and eventually began taking $290/month Chinese herbs. Who knew that for a fraction of that money I could have eaten right for my blood type and healed all hurts! Ah well…ca c’est la vie…

The good news is that with some fresh tofu, bennie veg. fritters, sweet potato fries, sour cream, watermelon and yogurt (not all together!)…I’m well on my way to intestinal comfort. I even had coffee to no ill effect!

Here’s hoping that y’all are enjoying the dog days of summer. Be well…

Hey y’all…I’m back in Cali and just woke up from a one hour drool fest. I figured that I’d just lay on my bed and rest my eyes (famous last words) for a few minutes and next thing I knew sixty plus minutes had passed, I had major drool puddles going on and my body felt like a steam roller had cruised over it! It’s funny to me (though really shouldn’t be anymore) that when I don’t respect my body’s need for quiet and relaxation (especially after long plane rides), it FORCES respect. I think part of it is being in the next phase in terms of not feeling so young and exuberant any more (still silly, random, curious and energetic…just don’t have that “wiggly puppy” thing going on).

I need my rest! I cherish my down time. I can’t push myself with no sleep/food/etc…I just don’t “do” that so well anymore…and it’s a good thing, just something that I’m still getting used to when I forget and my body so forcefully reminds me!

So anyhow, with consistent care and watering my AB system is a well-oiled enthusiasm machine. Without it…it’s a clunker!! Thankfully, I just had a hiccup and will be back on the wagon again. Have had good times eating wise, though I do need to print out my weekly portions chart. Had fresh tofu yesterday (heavenly…), and realized that when I officially move back East, it’ll be a harder staple to come by. Must run to the store to get seafood, yogurt and soy milk (stooped so low as to go to Starbucks for coffee today rather than battling at the supermarket) here shortly.

Hope that this finds you all happy, compliant and taking the time to take time…be well…

In typical BTD and AB fashion, I am now back to being mostly normal…for whatever that’s worth!! I’m not in the dumps quite as much so far today and noticed that my 100% compliant dinner last night certainly elevated mood levels (had red beans, spelt tortillas, grilled veggies, Spanish rice). However, I did not get a good night’s sleep…tossed and turned, awoke and roamed the house a couple of times, and beat the alarm at 5:53 in the a.m. Whatever is working its way through my system (I KNOW that life has elevated the stress levels) is doing it with a vengeance…thankfully today, I can take some time for me…and of course work out any angst in the pool. I think that I’ll take an extra effort to stretch out today too. Maybe even throw in a bit of weight training just to keep the energy flow moving throughout my body. I’m off to NY for a quick trip to take care of family stuff, and will be back by the weekend. I don’t know, however, how much I’ll be able to blog whilst away.

Happy compliant eating and be well…

May faeries dance in your dreams by the light of a silver moon…may you lay your head on a bed of fragrant blossoms and may you be lulled into peaceful quietude with the sweet music of future adventures whispering in your ear.

I wonder if funksta dumps is anything like Ivan Neville’s Dumpsta Funk?! In my case…it certainly is not…there’s no fun, up-beat funkiness happenin’ here right now. I am in the dumps bad…in such a funk…I need to unplug for a while. I can’t seem to eek out the rest of this thesis and I’m in such a state about moving back East that it’s ridiculous. Even I’m fed up with myself! The countdown is on, the good-bye party is planned, and the sentimental last visits to my ‘fave haunts have begun. For the first time in my gypsy, wayward life, I’m seriously hurting at the thought of leaving my life here behind. It’s not that I’m not excited or looking forward to moving “home” on the other coast…but I’m mourning the closing of this chapter here on the left side.

My goofy AB system is reacting in true form. My tummy is upset, I’ve not been sleeping well, I’m cranky and headachy and can’t focus for anything. All of these things have of course led to complete non-compliance and a craving for sweets unlike any I have known in a while. Needless to say, when I succumb to these sugary detours, my already churning stomach and aching head only hurt worse.

Grrr…I’m not going to tell you what my plans are because you already know. If I can scratch up enough motivation, I’ll go to the market, get some bennies and load up on a ‘fridge full of the good stuff, rather than the bad stuff. I don’t enjoy just going through the motions, and I’m barely doing even that now, but I think for the time being…it’s the best I’ve got.

Here’s hoping that y’all’re doing a bit better than me…keep smiling, lean into the breeze and wonder wistful wonders…take care…be well…breathe…