Everyday (Non) Happenings

*Life here this week is about getting back to a normal routine with Dad in the house.  It's an awesome feeling to see him walk in the door every night.  I have been trying to revert back to going to bed at a decent hour so as to encourage Bill to do the same.  He has to get up at 4:50 a.m. and commutes 90 minutes each way.  Poor guy. 

Let's see, what else?

*I started the Paleo Diet.  If you're not familiar with this, it is a high protein, low carb diet.  Guess what!  It works.  You know why it works?  Because you're not allowed to eat anything and it basically starves you.

No dairy.  No bread. No sugar.  Everything I have come to love in life -- Gone.

I'll be honest.  I still put half-n-half and sugar in my coffee. This girl has her limits.  And when I thought I'd go blind if I didn't immediately consume a carb, I downed a bowl of Special K.

One thing that is helping me survive this cursed die-t is my increased consumption of water. However, I am a kidney stone sufferer and I have a feeling that there is at least one stone brewing in there at the moment.  Every time I drink a big glass of water I picture a cross-section of my kidney and play my own version of the Price Is Right's "Kidney Stone Plinko." Except in my version the prize isn't $10,000; it's a trip to the ER, morphine, and a scheduled lithotripsy.

*I got a text from a friend this week and it said, "Welcome to Team iPhone."  Yes, I made the jump and let go of my Blackberry, but only because Bill made me.  I'm not a fan.  The kids think it's amazing and have taught me a thing or two.  How do they know?  Crazy, I tell you. It does take good pictures, though.  This is the first one I took and it's only fitting to post it here since she's my only child who actively seeks out my blog posts.

Mary

I saw this on Fox and Friends the other day
The inventor of the cronut (part croissant, part donut) has come up with the cookie shot.

What a genius.  I have spent a bit of time figuring out the many ways I could consume this masterpiece.  And I hear his bakery is in New York City.... 

...and Bill just started working in New York City.  So when Bill calls to say he's on  his way home and do I need him to pick up anything....

Of course, that means I have to give up Paleo for Lent.