haha found this today in my DRAFT's. So I guess I'll publish before I really read it because ummm i may want to make changes. Here it is:
So without checking the dictionary I think that Nirvana means to be born again. An elightenment.
Let me google it.
okay so it doesn't really pertain to me..thank you Webster's Dictionary for killing my self-awakening.
Anyway. although I've been a heathen. Today is Ash Wednesday and in preperation for it. I should be giving up what tempts me most.
I know I should give up the guy that tempts me but I simply cannot because i know I can leave that when I choose.
But the real deal breakers are homies.
Gluten. Alcohol. Sugar/Butter. Coffee.
Is this some way of self-inflicting a punishment? No. Yes. Maybe. I don't know.
On a side note. I was driving to work today and out of nowhere I yelled: "Oh It's on Bitch!".
I was talking to myself. It must have been that wheatgrass shot in my shake today.
So reading over my headline. I was 232. What the hell? I'm past that. (adding). Was i really going loca over that? Well that's good but my will power seemed to have taken a long ass vacation.
So back to being Catholic and what I'm giving up.
Alcohol. I've done this before. By choice, it wasn't even because of lent. I just decided I didn't want any alcohol anymore. For a while at least. Not that I have a problem with it, I just felt like not drinking at all.
Coffee. This will be a battle. There are days that I feel like I can't open my eyelids without having toothpicks to prop them up. I think it's all in the mind. I just need to get to bed earlier and not rely on caffeine to get me through the day.
Sugar, Butter. The dynamic duo that makes cupcakes, cakes and french toast the wonderfulness it is.
Gluten.
I love gluten. No I fken love gluten. But gluten doesn't love me. All it does is kick me when I'm down. After it shoved me and then tags along on my body like a mexican fancy dress (aka poncho) on a cold day in the motherland.
It feels like I'm currently wearning 20 fken ponchos. And if you've never wore an authentic poncho...it's like getting a thick ass coarse like blanket cutting a hole in the middle and wearing it like an A-sign board.
It's apparently not good for my thyroid also. Or so most books state. I did do a really strict regime of being gluten free. It wasn't hard. Well mentally it was at first. I was like fk...what the hell CAN I eat?
I had to reframe my mind and be creative. I've posted a lot of recipe's on this blog and will start to add more.
There are a few books that I have in my 'select library that relate to Gluten Free or Metabolism
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