Sunday, January 8, 2012
Tomorrow's the day!
" T'was the night before Primal, and all through the house, all the children were wailing... even the mouse. The grains were tossed in the trash without care, waiting for carb flu to arrive with a flair.
The children are tucked away in their beds, with visions of roast venison, and ham in their heads...."
So tomorrow is the big day! I still have no menu and have not gone to the grocery store. Mainly because Tom has been out of town, and there has been too much to do with with the kids at home. In fact, I have no clue what I'm going to send the kids to school with tomorrow. Well, I guess I'll get it figured out. Trial by fire!
I had promised the kids I would take them to Cici's pizza for their last full-of-grains meal before going Primal. So we did that. They ate the pasta, the breadsticks, the pizza, and the desserts. As they sat there happily munching away, I pointed to every item and said "these are off limits starting tomorrow... at least for the next three weeks." And to my surprise I received a very happy "well, it'll be hard, but okay." I'm sure that upbeat attitude with deteriorate quickly, but I'm glad they have finally come around to the idea of it. I assured each of them that they would feel so much better in a week or two, and that it is worth it. Sure enough, just before bed, Regina says "I feel so fat! What's wrong?" I told her it's all the sugars and grains she had just eaten. Her expression changes like a light switch, and she says "Oooh, so this is why eating them is so bad." Thank you, Lord!
So please pray for us as we embark on our next family adventure. I'm not really sure how this will go down given that all of us will be detoxing at the same time, but... as my mother was so fond of saying "We'll just offer it up!"