Today was another quiet day on the old health front. The most exciting thing to happen today was when my Mom called and said, "Don't eat the salad. It's no good." She had made a large bowl of the tomato-cucumber salad for our potluck on Sabbath and we were going to eat the remainder this week. Oh, well. The Green Smash was quite delicious.
I've got to tell you, though. I'm so over this detox. I was smelling fried chicken off and on all day today. Not the KFC kind either. It smelled like the kind my grandmother made. Even though I don't eat meat anymore, doesn't mean those kinds of smells can't get my taste buds going.
Tonight, while we were eating our cup and a half of Purple Heaven and our cup of Black Bug soup, I kept thinking of a good veggie sandwich. A nice ciabatta bun, slathered in vegannaise and Dijon mustard. Thick slices of tomato and onions, dill pickle slices, wedges of avocado, and topped with alfalfa sprouts. That's good eatin' right there. In about 15 days. *sigh*
Just came back inside to finish this up. We had a spectacular light show and rain. And a frog. Or toad. I'm not sure which. That's the third one we've seen in a week. Or maybe it's one of the first two we saw before. I don't know. We didn't tag them.
That's all for now folks. Sweet dreams and stay dry!
Tally Ho!
Nevada Smith
Daring to seek the path to greatest health.
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