Baby come back

We are back from a lovely trip north.  We stayed with Jay and her family.  There was lots of cousin love and Party Down with Jay and Cap in the evenings.  (Amy left to go on silent retreat for a few days.)

We spent time with Cap's mom, dad, dad's companion, aunt and cousin (Alexandra and her girls).  We also saw Karen and her kids which was a rare treat.  Jamie graced us with her godmotherly presence twice in three days.

I didn't take many photos...here are my three favorites.

There is a seed of something growing and pushing, against some resistance, in my photography self.  One thing I've been considering is doing a photo-a-day kind of journaling.  We'll see.

While away I wandered "off the Paleo reservation" as Nom Nom Paleo would say.  I continued eating white potatoes by partaking of latkes again, this time made by Jay.  (I started eating them again when Cap made a huge batch of latkes Christmas Eve.)  Then she made some yummy white bean soup which I ate twice. Then, Karen made white potatoes with Penzey's Northwoods seasoning and they smelled so good I had to have some.  Then, yesterday, we had lunch with Cap's mom and I went ahead and ate my whole lobster roll.  For dinner, we rolled into our favorite Japanese restaurant at 8:30pm straight from the road.  I had some toro sashimi and a Mets roll, complete with tempura bits, rice and soy sauce.

I am amazed at how clearly I can feel the negative effects from these various bites of starch, legume, gluten and grain.  And when I think of all the other bites I could have had, of grains and sugar, bites I used to take without a second thought, I get a sense of the spectacular snowball effect I have been living with for years.

It is bad enough now that I knew this morning I didn't want Chinese food, our traditional New Year's Eve fare, for dinner tonight.  (I'd been looking forward to the Crab Rangoon).  So, instead, I will make some Rogan Josh for myself.

Interesting aside.  In the past, when I have eliminated foods from my diet and then had them again, they have tasted really good and wonderful.  Not so with the rice or the bread.  They tasted...ordinary.  I hadn't missed them and they didn't explode in my mouth with pleasure.

My head is fuzzy and my energy is low.  Biding my time till the poison leaves my system again.