I'm enjoying my birthday week. It's been a wonderful month so far, with good things happening. Among the good things, I was unexpectedly offered a part-time position in marketing at Peak Potential Bulleen, my chiropractor's health & wellness centre.
I decided that tonight, since Andrew was having take away, I'd treat myself to a lamb souvlaki. The local Fish Caff does some tasty food, and the souvlaki has a reasonable portion of meat on it. Three months ago I would have said it was too small.
I also decided to treat myself to 5 small chips (fries) from Andrew's overflowing plate (seriously, "minimum chips" in Australia really means "enough to feed a family of twelve"). I also had a few nibbles of the pita bread, as wheat is something else I haven't had in recent months, but resolutely put the rest in the bin before I ate it all. What a delicious treat - my taste buds were incredibly happy.
The only problem was after I'd finished eating, I began to feel like I'd swallowed glue. I suppose it makes sense, as you can make a pretty good glue out of flour and water. Pretty soon, I began to feel as if I'd swallowed a balloon covered in glue. I'm certain my stomach is giggling at me, saying, "you want me to digest WHAT?" My taste buds refuse to admit anything.
Guess who's getting up at 5 am to go swimming tomorrow? Someone who wants to feel a lot healthier!