- no half and half in my coffee
- no pizza, tacos, lasagna, baked ziti, or homemade macaroni and cheese
- no Chinese food or rice casserole dishes
- no white chocolate cheesecake or strawberries and cream pie or dirt cake
- no ice cream or fruit dips and spreads
- no Ranch or Thousand Island salad dressings
- no pumpkin spice lattes or white chocolate mochas
- no mayonnaise, sour cream, cream cheese, or whipping cream
- no fast food or restaurants, and very little food not cooked by myself
- no gravy or creamy soups or bouillon
- no baked fish or grilled shrimp or shrimp boil
- no milk chocolate or white chocolate or crock pot candy at Christmas
- no alfredo or chowder
After 2 terrible episodes last week, I'd had just about all I could take Saturday evening. I just went to bed in tears. I'm so thankful to say that I woke up Sunday morning actually feeling good for the first time in weeks. Pain free and with energy! The Lord knew I needed that, and I'm so thankful. I'm thankful it is something I can live with and still enjoy all the blessings the Lord has given me. Living in a land where we eat 3 meals a day, it has affected me greatly, and yet, it could be much worse.
I spent this past week listening to Brahm's Requiem as I meditated and remembered all the victims and lives devastated on September 11. I found that the Requiem quite fit my overall mood for this past year. Some parts of my homemaking (and thus, my identity) are just going to have to be laid to rest. I have finally resigned myself to stop obsessing over "substitutes" for everything, and just focus on what I can eat. I guess I can stop asking Jason for that milk cow I've always wanted for fresh milk, cream, and butter. I'm not going to volunteer to cook (as I usually do), and maybe I'll finally reach that Weight Watchers goal sooner rather than later.
So, farewell, dear cow and all your dairy delights. Hopefully, I can lay a little cellulite to rest with you. (I haven't lost my sense of humor ;-))