Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Y'all...



...so much has been going on since I last really wrote something, that even if I wanted to write about it all, I wouldn't know where to start.

I have to start somewhere, so I'm going to keep it shallow this time and talk about food.

I'm allergic to yeast.

If you know me in real life, you know this is borderline tragic.

So much so, that when I first found out I was allergic to yeast--nearly four years ago--I buried the slip of paper the nurse gave me describing all of my allergies and promptly forgot about it.  And then I continued eating all of the yeasty bread all the livelong day, for years on end.

It wasn't until a little over a month ago, when I was feeling like total and complete crap (for lack of a better word), and digging through old medical records to take to my new doctor, that I found the little slip of paper about the yeast allergy.  Ugh.

Feeling as awful as I felt, joint pain and fatigue and all, I figured I should do all that I could to get better.  Including eliminate all the yeast from my diet.  I was desperate, so I basically did it cold turkey.  (Well, cold turkey, after easing into it for a couple of weeks didn't do the trick.)

I got rid of the yeast.  And I'm pretty sure the yeast die-off made my skin rebel.  But,  I stuck to my guns and my skin cleared up.  I also started eating more fruit and vegetables, and taking supplements (including probiotics and fish oil).  Side note:  after just a couple of days of taking the fish oil, my joint pain basically disappeared.  (There have been studies that showed that lupus patients have been put into remission by taking fish oil supplements.  Not that I'm back in lupus-territory, but I figured if fish oil could knock out lupus, it could knock out my joint pain as well.  And it did.)

My diet is far from perfect.  I'm still finding other ways to eat carbs--tortillas for breakfast and lunch for days--but my ultimate goal is to vastly reduce my wheat and sugar intake (yeast is always present in/on your body, and it looooves carbs and sugar) and to increase my fruit and vegetable intake.  I feel so much better and much less bloated now that I've started to make changes to my diet.

I'm also loving the yoga.  I signed up for the Holy Yoga video service, and have been practicing at home about four times a week.  That, however, deserves its own post, so I'll end here:

Stop drinking only water, and use a little wine because of your stomach and your frequent illnesses. 1 Timothy 5:23

What?  No good?

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. ~1 Corinthians 10:31





Sunday, January 18, 2015

last month, last year



Morning and early afternoon of December 3, 2014.

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But blessed are those who trust in the LORD and have made the LORD their hope and confidence. 
 ~Jeremiah 17:7 (NLT)

Monday, December 08, 2014

File Under: Emerging Language Skills



So, the following is a conversation I had with my 22-month-old son at lunch time today.

Me: Are you eating your lunch?

Son:  I poot it.

Me:  What did you do?

Son:  I poot it.

Me:  What?

Son:  (blows a slobbery raspberry to demonstrate)...

That's when I notice the juice all over his plate.

Rascal!


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Here he is, a few weeks ago, having breakfast with his duck, Quack Quack.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

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Monday, November 24, 2014

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Kids are good for making you do things you wouldn't ordinarily do on your own, like buying a box of mini dark chocolate mint star cookies on impulse (and then eating some of them late at night when everyone is sleeping).

Dark chocolate mint cookies are totally not my thing.  More specifically, the combination of chocolate and mint is not my thing.  (I have a thing against eating mint.  Mint belongs in toothpaste or chewing gum or powdery tin boxes, not in baked goods or ice cream.)  But, my daughter saw the box on a display shelf at Trader Joe's, and those chocolate stars with the white nonpareils must have looked magical to her, because she wanted them the instant she saw them. And, I obliged, and sat in the passenger seat while my husband drove and fed my children star cookies before dinner while we ran the rest of our errands.

Speaking of other errands, my son is obsessed with his Radio Flyer.  Nearly every day, he recites some combination of, "Wagon! Jacket! Shoes on! Outside!" Or, if it's too cold or too wet, or I'm otherwise too lazy to go outside and pull him in the wagon, he'll say, "Jacket! Car!" Seriously, come ON, Mom, let's go! Anywhere! So, today*, I decided not to disappoint him.  I decided he would get both a car ride AND a wagon ride.  I convinced my husband to load the Radio Flyer into the trunk of our minivan.  And, after our trip to Trader Joe's, we went to the Walmart at the other end of the shopping center.  We buckled the kids into the wagon, and I pulled them around the store.  They loved it.  I loved it. (There's something about making fun for your kids that lifts your own spirits.)

Anyway, there you go.  Mint chocolate cookies and a wagon ride inside a Walmart. Two things I wouldn't have done but for the children in my life.





*Yesterday, by the time I wrote this.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

camera:  Nikon N80
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