Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I have found being not in a relationship better than being in an unhappy relationship, for whatever that's worth.
This is me. I am in the place of thinking I'm quite fine either way, in or out.
It does seem ironic that I have such highly developed skills helping other people with their relationships and yet no one is showing up to be in one with me.
Ah well, to quote Sinead O'Connor quoting someone else, 'I do not want what I cannot have.'
In other me news, I've been doing the medically prescribed no-gluten thing for about a month. Along with this, I'd eschewed corn because I just think my system doesn't like it.
My bff brought parmesan popcorn to the movie and treated me to a luxurious Mexican dinner this evening. It was delicious. But, I started itching all over in the movie and now, my foot is swollen more than it has been in months and I've got my first case of indigestion in a long time.
Boo. I hate having to give up something I like so much and even more, I hate when I know something I shouldn't do and then do it anyway either out of convenience or lust. Shame on me.
Oh bonny, I feel you. Potatoes, tomatoes, peppers, wheat-for the psoriatic arthritis. Now I'm fearing the banishment of spinach (my fave veg Evar), broccoli and kale for iodine-ish issues and the hashimoto's.
I'm just gonna go over here and sit with a can of Blue Lake green beans and a fork for the rest of my life, I guess. Or lettuce. You know, I'd rather not eat than reduce my diet to lettuce.
I have no idea how people meet people to date.
Yeah. I tried online dating in large part because at least then I knew what everyone was there for.
I'm sorry Sean. It's a hard position to be in.
I've had a bad day with my intestinal system, and I'm suspicious of wheat. Since my mouth still hurts, I keep eating things like crackers because they're bland and easy, but then my irritable bowel acts up. I'm just so weary of feeling like crap.
They sent me off from last week's CT scan with a disk. It's very interesting to look at the inside of my head, but I can't actually tell anything from it except that I actually have sinuses. I knew that from the stabbing pain. There was no little alien waving at me.
Oh Bev, how awful. No spinach, kale or nightshades? That's gotta hurt. I did give up nightshades for a while but none of them ever gave me the reaction that corn does.
Just goes to show how you can fall into feeling like crap without even realizing how irritated your body is until you cut out the stuff that doesn't work.
I have to say, I have felt so much better sans gluten that I'm sort of excited to find alternatives.
Sadly though, if a prepared food doesn't have wheat in it (hello,soy sauce?) it probably has corn in it. They are the definition of ubiquitous.
I'm restricted, it would seem, to rice (which is good with me) or quinoa (which I don't love) The bff did just order some coconut flour and almond flour. We are excited to see what you can do with them.
I keep eating cookies. I'm feeling slightly panicky already. I know that sugar and chocolate both increase my anxiety. Still eating cookies. I is dum.
Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. Had a great dinner with friends last night, and went out to dinner with the family. Dinner included my mother having a few too many and telling us that she and my dad had sex every day. AAAAAHHHHHH! Scarred for life!!! (I mean, knowing my dad, I'm not surprised, but I didn't need to KNOW)
Happy birthday, darlin'!! For your birthday wish, I grant you a short memory wipe. That unfortunate tidbit is now gone from your mind forever! Poof!
::high fives Vortex's Dad on the astral plane::