I have always been told that I'm very optimistic.
And someone even said that I'm optimistic to a fault (cough, cough, The Man).
It is actually true.
The good news is I can't smell anything. This is awesome when you have a little one in diapers!
The OTHER good news is I can't taste anything! So, today's V8 went down as easily as well- it just went down easily *sly grin*
But seriously. I was so scared that I wouldn't be able to keep it down that I sort of bent my non-prepackaged rule. Tobasco only has 4 ingredients and all of them are very basic. No chemicals or weird words. So I thew some dashes in.
I'm so clogged up that it wasn't even spicy.
I couldn't even tell if I was drinking a melted milkshake or lava flavored slop.
I'm hoping I get my senses back tomorrow because I worked hard on breakfast juice. I think it's going to be a winner.
Oh yeah. And I'm down 16 pounds.
I exercised sick yesterday but I don't think I've got the strength today.
Tomorrow The Man is running a 1/2 marathon and I'm wishing him Godspeed and lots of yum yum juice!
Word to your Radmamma.