A weak moment ...

Yesterday evening I left my sick-cave to scour the kitchen cupboards for food. My parents had just gone shopping and I wanted to see if there was anything good. There was. Chocolate!

Among the haul, mini Oh! Henry's! (Oh!!)

I fought the urge and stepped away. This morning, however, it got bad. Henry was all I could think about. I broke down, went downstairs with every intention of shoving the bite size chocolate into my mouth and maybe chewing. Maybe.

I got there, opened the cupboard door - Gone! No more chocolate! I don't know how the whole bag disappeared, and the crappy store brand chocolate chip cookies totally weren't worth breaking MFM for.

I had PB&J on a cracker for the fifteenth time and went back to bed.

Meh.

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RIP ... kinda & Milk Free Month Day 10

I think I am dying. Sort of. I have the flu and it's worse than I remember it ever being. Two weeks ago, when I was on a week long break from school, I was begging to get sick so that I could also miss work. No dice. Now when I'm back at school and still at work all of a sudden I can't walk, stay awake or move much.

Anyway, Milk Free Month is working out ok. I have discovered that I despise soy milk. I put some in my tea one morning, and my tea tasted like raw cupcake batter. I had a flashback to Grade 12 when, at a post-Prom get-together at my best friend's house, someone made me a soy-milk White Russian and I got immediately violently ill.

I'm also dreaming about grilled cheese sandwiches in my flu induced hallucinations. I'm thinking the next 18 days cannot go by fast enough!

I was going to make a post about my newly discovered/invented amazing milk free breakfast, but right now I can't really think of food.

When I'm done dying I'll post some more!

Milk Free Month: Day 5

I ate a cookie. So kill me.

First Impressions

My name is Susan and I hate milk. I think it's a vile liquid that's essentially cow uri... nevermind.

That being said, I eat and drink more milk than anyone who supposedly "hates" it ever should. I put milk in my tea, I put butter and cheddar on my bagel, I eat my Special K cereal with yogurt instead of milk, I eat pieces of cheese out of the fridge just cause, I drink Yop like a champ. These are daily occurrences.

I've done a lot of reading regarding milk's negative effects on the body and especially the skin. Since I have acne, I've been meaning to get off dairy for years, but I love dairy too much and nothing has pushed me far enough to actually step away from the cheese. All that changed one day at work.

I don't exactly believe in psychics, clairvoyants, seers or anything of that "paranormal" variety. I'm not closed off to it (on the contrary I am quite intrigued) but I'm also not convinced. A little over two weeks ago I was at work serving a lady, when in the middle of the conversation she (out of nowhere) said "You're allergic to milk, stop eating and drinking so much." After the blood returned to my face, I was a little taken aback. The lady informed me she was what her culture called a "seer" and that she could see that the state of my skin was as a result of all the dairy I was consuming.

I was freaked out, then in awe, then eventually pretty upset. I always swore to myself I wouldn't get all glossy eyed in the presence of someone claiming to have supernatural powers. I'm the person always watching Sylvia Browne on television screaming "Oh come on! She's making all this up! Why don't all you starry eyed fools see this! She' s describing your dead grandmother as short, wearing glasses and with a little extra weight - you're short, wearing glasses and carrying a little extra!!" And now here I was, leaning over the counter with my chin dreamily resting on my hand utter ridiculous phrases like "Really, tell me more." and "Yes, you are absolutely right! I bet you could also see that ________!"

After the nice lady left I realized that there are medical studies linking milk with acne, and that technically a very large percentage of the population was allergic to milk. But for some reason, this still worked on me and I decided to go milk free for a month. It started this Monday and ends on the 23rd of March.

So far I feel more energetic, my skin is clear (but this is due to the fact that I'm just finishing up my fourth month of Accutane), and the menu is proving easier than I thought. I don't eat meat, and I suspect eventually I'll grow pretty tired of pasta with red sauce and PB&J sandwiches but so far, so good.