Solidarity
Wow, Irish people are really interested in the American Elections. Every radio station seems to be covering it. Even I, normally so relentlessly lazy about world politics, feel a flutter of trepidation. Who can win? Will it go to that wire? What does any of it mean? Where the hell is Bush hiding out?
Anyhoo, apropos of nothing, I am going on a hooch free wheat free break for a few weeks. Every year at Christmas we, the Paramour and me, go about meeting folk for drinks and catching up and by the 1st of January we are bloated pink-hued sots. So bearing this in mind I've decided to give Melvin, my liver, a break before hand.
I'll let you know if it's worth it or not. Can life without buttery toast really be called life? We shall see.
Labels: Bread behooves me.
posted by fatmammycat at 8:33 a.m.
35 Comments:
Poor Melvin.
He's had a hard life full of toil and sacrifice.
He's going to appreciate this little interlude, I'm sure of it. The calm before the storm so to speak.
Wise move.
I bloomin' well hope so. I'd better be feeling most sprightly come December.
A bouche of the bolly and you're gone entirely contrariwise. This "hooch free wheat free break for a few weeks" sounds a bit like dietary woo to me. Dietary woo, I say!
You take that back! Take it back or I'll send the bigger of the cats over to yours and he'll poogoo you good and proper. Boy Howdy!
Let it echo down, resounding even from the heights of the Hellfire Club... DIETARY WOO!! DIETARY WOO!!
*mouth waters with nice toasty marmy thoughts*
* immediately craves pasta bake*
*mmmmmmmmmm pancakes or crepes*
What is this wheat-free nonsense? Are you having trouble with gluten?
I'm on my eighth week without a drop of alcohol, with nary a true craving, but I cannot imagine a world without pasta and bread.
I should do that too. The amount of crap that's gone into this poor carcass lately, with very little exercise to burn it off, is a shame.
But if McCain wins, all bets are off. I'll need all the comfort food and booze I can get my hands on.
I was reading stuff over the weekend Grims, about wheat intolerance and what not so I thought I'd run a little experiment on myself ( one without lasers or mind altering drugs). It's only a few weeks and I just want to see if there is any difference to mi cuerpo after. The hooch thing I like to do periodically.
Mmmm bacon smammich with brown sauce... Zoikes! I just dribbled on my keyboard and it's only been 20 hours since my last wheaty goodness.
Andraste, understood completely.
Ok, be ye with the WOO but it's yeast, m'dear. Beery, bready yeastyness. It's a fungus, after all. Ask Melvin.
Yeast you say, well either way I'll be in avoidance for a few weeks and see what's shakin' at the end of it. How I'm going to survive without toast is beyond me, but I'll do my best.
Or delicious beer.
Snerk.
Conan, that's hilarious.
I will second the dietary woo diagnosis.
At any rate, good luck with it, FMC.
More power to you--I simply couldn't do it. The only thing I've found that's made any difference at all in how efficiently my body works is whether or not I'm on the Pill. This summer when I was trying to get pregnant I had a limited exercise schedule to work with since I was teaching, but biking across town at high speeds has never been easier, and my recovery time has never been shorter. I hear the same from friends who have been able to take a hiatus from the Pill for one reason or another.
Also, I dropped that last pesky 5 pounds doing what felt like less intense exercise than when I was training for the 10k last spring. Still, it's a small price to pay for being able to put off the baby-having.
It is indeed Grims, it is indeed.
Drat Medbh, hoisted on to and yanked clean off my very own woo petard!
Still, I'm curious to see if this wheat free malarky is all it's cracked up to be. Plus now that I don't need to fuel my body as much I can afford to play around a bit with diet.
if mcbush and bible spice are in office, you will find me huddled in a corner, rocking back and forth, and shoveling ice cream into my mouth at an alarming rate. this is true fear.... the very thought!
although i solace myself with nate silver's website: http://www.fivethirtyeight.com/
as for wheat - FMC, have you looked into rice pasta? i've heard it's quite good. and there are loads of asian noodles that are wheat free! as for the toast, i've no way to help you with that one....
i'd be curious to test giving up wheat myself.
but i'd also like to test giving up :
dairy
alcohol
meat
caffeine
too.
But will i ever? probably not.
FMC, did you see that Ryan Reynold finished the NYC marathon in 3 hours and 50 minutes?
Who knew actors were so fit?
I KNEW he was fit Medbh, I've seen Blade 3, hubba hubba.
Morgor, come one! It's only for a few weeks. Hooch too.
Diasy, toast is the real kicker, I'm addicted to it. Re. Mcsame and you betcha, are you nervous?
nervous, scared, terrified to the point of tears. i have no faith whatsoever in the american people, let alone the election system.
but at the same time i am so excited and so hopeful, and so thrilled that we might actually get a solid, level-headed, competent, intelligent, rational human being in the white house. it's the first political campaign that i've ever donated to - multiple times, at that. the man is an inspiration.
best of the worst case scenario? at least the daily show and colbert report, and snl will have material for 4 more years. well, until they censor political criticism, that is.
He's certainly carried out his campaign with considerable more aplomb. Fingers crossed you get the president you deserve. And don't fret, there seems to be plenty of good 'mericans with sense to counterbalance the ones who haven't a lick.
What about Melvin then ?
Did you even consider asking his opinion ? Will he handle the Cold Turkey ? No ? I thought not. It's just another example of a typical woman's selfishness, me, me me.
Eh, I tried that. Stopped imbibing for a full 3 months, then this past weekend I decided that a cocktail sounded fabulous...I'm still recovering. Saturday evening I had 2 vodkas with cranberry juice and I still feel like someone beat while I slept...sheesh...I'm getting too old for that shit.
I don't know a single person, personally, who is voting for McCain. So if he wins, well, I don't know; I can't even wrap my brain around that thought. I just can't. I won't.
It's like Fianna Fail MPF, nobody will ever admit to voting for them and yet they're in power-again- the blackguards.
Fear not Ronnie, Melvin's only on a fully paid enforced holiday!(rehab)
Potato waffles were my saviour when I was off the wheat. With firend mushrooms, eggs, tomatoes, aketchup. That was a treat.
Maybe, maybe.. you could try taking some Milk Thistle tincture too, to give Melvin a boost. You might hate yourself for it, but he'd thank you.
http://heartspring.net/detoxification_liver_health.html
Cheers Jo.
"Milk Thistle tincture"
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Snarf. Now now. Get with the programme. Melvin needs all the help he can get.
On an entirely not unrelated note. I am blooming starving.
And did you know Superquinn sell what-free pasta? I didn't, it's like a whole new world out there.
Really? I used to be a regular customer in the byegone but I've heard they've gone to the dogs in recent times.
I've some nutty, seedy Hovis which I'm going to toast and slather with butter for lunch. I'll be thinking of Melvin.
plink.
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