Day one of a new cleanse and I want to stop already. Having tried an amazing one first, completely tainted my expectations of this new and different one. Should’ve listened to my friend when he told me that the first one I tried was way better. Two more days of suffering only because I’m not a quitter. Although I may have to starve a little if it means skipping the ones I dislike with ginger. My stomach physically hates me. I would too though. To be continued…
Since none of my other children have any food allergies, I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how this happened. As I was talking to the doctor’s office all I could think about was my delicious wheat bread floating away into the ocean and waving farewell. My dramatic self is going to have to do some adjusting, but it seems so late in the game to find out now that wheat will have to be absent (for now) from his life. End rant.
1. Why didn’t I think of uprooting a plant and selling it with the roots attached?
2. Does it really taste like butter?
Wait, I have a 3rd question, so it’s “absolutely fresh because it’s still alive”? Am I the only person to think that this is just a smidge odd?!
My mouth starting salivating the instant I saw these, so much that I just had to make that impulse purchase and give into the strategic placement by those marketing professionals. Even after I opened it to sample the deflated strawberries and lifeless blueberries, my mouth continued to salivate. The small amount of fruit contained in the package was barely a handful, yet somewhat satisfying as made sure to eat them slowly as to savor the compacted flavor of these dried bits of berries.