Holy Crap, Y'all.

I'm alive!

I've been busy the last few weeks, and when I haven't been busy, I haven't much felt like writing anything.

But sitting here in my post-Ladybusiness II haze, I figured what the hell, I'll update. Things are going pretty well. I had a one-month follow up appointment re: the candida, and nothing has changed, except after the die off period thing, my stomach went completely flat and then I ate something that wasn't approved (though I'm not sure what, I was flying blind with what I found on the internets) and it got all bloaty again... which is where I'm at now. I can tell when I eat something that's bad because my stomach gets all stretched out and bloated. All them little yeasty beasties are feeding... and farting. Anyway, my doctor did what she should have done when she diagnosed me, which was to give me a specific list of what food to eat and what food not to eat. It's a fabulous four day rotation thing. Day one: eat this. Day two: eat this. Day three: eat this. Day four: eat this and then start over at day one. It's nice, and I was really strict about staying with it for about a week... and then the national conference happened. Saturday, the first day, I did brilliantly. Completely stuck to the diet. Had a hamburger without a bun, that sort of thing. The next day? Let's just say that Hershey's Miniatures were involved. Like, two dozen Hershey's Miniatures. So good and yet so very, very bad... and then later, at Grizzly's I may have had a shot of vodka. I'm neither confirming nor denying that. Vodka, though satisfying and delicious, is not on the diet at all. Monday, I don't remember really, other than there was more candy involved, but I think food-wise, I did ok. Tuesday, more candy and 2 of the most fantastic pancakes I have ever eaten. After rehearsal, I stopped at Clarke's for dinner. I ordered the corned beef hash which was good. The menu said it came with toast--no big deal, I figured, I'd just pointedly ignore it, eat my hash, and then go. Well, my waiter (a minion of Satan's surely) instead of toast brought me two enormous golden fluffy pancakes. And I couldn't bear the thought of them two pancakes going in the trash. At that point, I'd been screwing the diet so completely I figured what the hell. I ate those pancakes. The first one? You'd swear I was a junkie or somthing. I inhaled it. It was like crack. Like crack topped with heroin. I couldn't eat that thing quickly enough. It was thick and delicious and just slightly undercooked in the middle and it's just as orgasmic now describing it as it was to eat it. The second pancake though, while just as delicious was also the Pancake of Self Loathing. As I was eating it I couldn't stop telling myself what an asshole I was for eating it and didn't I know I was just making myself sick and wasn't I sick of my stomach looking as if I were eight months pregnant and being tired all the time and unable to focus, etc., etc., etc.?!?!? So yeah, that sucked. Wednesday, I pretty much stuck to the diet, and I was good on Thursday and Friday and... erm... not today. Oh well. I'm totally back on the horse starting right this minute.

It sucks though, because I'll have to go through the die off again and I'm hoping since I've only been 'reinfected' for a couple of weeks instead of 8 months, it won't be too brutal.

It's interesting, though. I initially really, really missed dairy. Passionately missed it. Now? After being dairy free for over a month? Don't miss it at all. And I ate yogurt every day and went through a gallon of milk every three or four days. Now? Not at all. I vascillate between missing cheese and not missing cheese, but I think that that has more to do with the gluten thing honestly, because whenever I ate cheese, I always ate it with noodles or with bread. I've made three recipes out of the Ultimate Uncheese Cookbook; two were good and one was horrid. The Spinafel (Spinach Ricotta balls) were really good, and the Amazing Mac 'N Cheez Sauce was good, though I don't know if it tasted like cheese or not. I kind of can't remember what cheese tastes like. Anyway, I made a batch of it and tossed some boiled new potatoes in it and they were yummy. If I make it again, which I think I will, I'll definitely let it sit in the fridge overnight to let the spices do their thang, because I noticed that it was a lot better this evening than it was this morning. The Traditional Macaroni and Cheez, whilst not being inedible was still pretty fucking awful. I ate half of it because at that point I was really hungry and I'd spent a good half hour making it, plus waiting an additional half hour for it to bake and I'm a good sport. -rolls eyes- I did throw the rest out though because I sure as hell wasn't going to eat it a second time and Scruffy wasn't going to eat it a first time. Tonight I'm making Noodles and Cottage Cheez which is mostly noodles and tofu and so I think it should be ok. It's got vegan mayonnaise in it which has got vinegar in, which I'm technically not allowed, but I figure that today is my last day of being bad before I really , really buckle down, so what the hell.

There's probably loads more to tell, but I'm hungry. I'm going to make a quick entry over at MonkeyGirl Knits then go work on dinner. Check y'all later.

xoxo,

Schecki♥