Lewd Chocolate Dreams & Sparkly Pinky Neon Days

Bridget Jones’s Update of Clean Detox Day 25 or Day 11: BMI: 24.6 (-0.2) Halle-freakin’-lujah Go me! Activity Level: Planned to both strength train and yoga, but managed to just do the strength training. For a very good reason. (see below) Meditation: I spent 10 mins, lying in bed focusing on each body part. It works. Brief Observations: After chucking the coconut milk, I have yet to see any improvement. I’ll give more than one day. Then I’ll freak.

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First off, I totally skipped Friday’s post.

Geez.

Oh well.

It just came to me as I was typing this one. I spent most of the day in the car, driving. I was picking up my daughter, The Toaster, from the grandparents house in RI. It still blows my mind that one, in an hour, can traverse a state or two here in the East Coast. Having grown up on the Southern California coast, it was like 6 hours before you it the closest border.  First time it happened, I fell asleep in the back of the team bus in MA and woke up 3 states over from MA. Totally freaked me out.

Let’s move on…

I am  also starting to have illicit dreams of chocolate and red wine.

Food dreams have been plaguing me. Some time it’s crusty french bread. All in all, tis is not good. I thought if blogged about it I’d get it out of my system. Sort of a riff  on “just wait 15 mins,” but mine is more “just blog for 15 mins and ,” except there is no “and.” So here we go…

Day 11. 10 days more to go.

My fantasies are very specific. It would seem, the longer I am on detox, the more specific the cravings. I can now watch a cupcake go by without a thought, but when it comes to pieces of good, dark chocolate… I may have put a restraining order on myself.

Specifically this kinds of dark chocolate:

Lake Champlain Organic Dark Spicy Aztec chocolate.

Spicy. Organic. Dark. Fabulous. Pair it with a strong, deep Cabernet Sauvignon and you understand why the Conquistadors raped and pillaged the New World, if the end result was this. Almost.

They sell these at Whole Foods. If you like heat, I highly recommend this little number. Red pepper, when paired with dark chocolate really melds well.

Now, I was definitely not having lewd foodie dreams of chocolate, when I was treated to an afternoon with The Toaster.

Six, going on 14, she’s my old soul. Wise and preternaturally gifted in all things social. Quietly observing all though lately she’s been sticking up for herself with her twin brother as he encroaches on her Wii time.

It’s rare that just she and I spend time together. So off we went on a planned afternoon…

We got our nails done. It’s always a fun adventure because I let her pick the color, the style, the whatever. Just no acrylics. And she doesn’t disappoint. Neon pink for her, which I have an inkling glows in the dark, though I have yet to test. The finished products were show stoppers: festooned with white, glittery hand-painted stars. Boy George, Bananarama and Duran Duran come to mind as the retro 80′s have come back to haunt me in the form of my beautiful 6 year old daughter.

We also got ice cream, or rather her. Again, surprising I didn’t even want ice cream. Really. It was like “Meh,” as it’s no Organic Dark Spicy Aztec Chocolate. Not even close.

We chatted. We laughed. A little bittersweet, as I fear the “Mom-is-awesome” days waning as she gets older. So I made note to tuck this day away for later.

For me, it’s mentally filed under “white sparkly-starred pinky neon kind of great day.”

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