Day 5 & 6..

Ok..so yesterday (Day 5) I was a bit busy..and didn't even make time to blog before bed. Whoopsie! Whatever..anyway..I'm trying to think back and the only thing that really pops into my brain about yesterday was that I tried to make that chocolate mousse stuff with the thick coconut milk and cocoa powder and it was a complete flop..and that really ticks me off because when it comes to stuff in the kitchen..ESPECIALLY desserts..I don't make flops. But it really didn't turn out..it was more soupy than anything..even after trying to refrigerate it and everything. But it's thick enough to dip apples in, so it's not a complete waste. Hmmm..let's see..what else happened yesterday that's blog-worthy? Umm...yeah. Guess that's about it.

Today, Day 6 was pretty much the same as yesterday. With a little less veggies...until the evening. I didn't feel like cutting up, peeling or washing anything..so I really didn't have any veggies until dinner. And that's when I overloaded..on brussels sprouts. I roasted them with olive oil, pepper and red pepper flakes. They turned out amazing! Even the hubby..who claims to HATE brussels sprouts--really liked them. Yay. I also let him try my fantasticly delicious coconut butter and he wasn't that big of a fan. Neither was the mini Lemons. She totally thought she was getting a bite of frosting..because to her (since I bake so much!) she thinks whenever I'm doing anything in the kitchen, have my mixer out and baking cupboards open, that I'm making frosting. Ha!! Can you tell that I LOVE baking? And frosting! So yeah..she wasn't too impressed with the coconut butter. In fact, she gagged and spit some out on her jammies. Ha! Oops. I guess it's an acquired taste? Whatever. She's not even 4yrs old yet..what does she know? :) 
Oh I did try out the licorice root tea this afternoon---2 thumbs DOWN. *Insert barf noise here* Yeah..I'm not a big fan of "chai" flavored stuff..so I should have known this wasn't for me. But I tried it, it sucked and I'll give the rest of it to my sis who loves that kind of stuff.
Ah--I almost forgot! I weighed myself (which normally I haven't been doing as often since I don't really care what the # says as long as my clothes aren't tight) and I finally got a new battery for my scale the other day and didn't really like the numbers, but I remembered them, updated it on myfitnesspal (lemons092906 is my username if you want to add me!). I got on it this morning and was down almost 2lbs. Yay me! Normally I have to work my ass off for every single ounce I lose, but I think it's the lack of sugar that's helping. So that was a nice bright spot in my day. I'm still not exactly where I want to be weight-wise, but like I said..it's all about how I feel and how my clothes fit. I've focused too much of my life on what the scale says. It ruled my life for the longest time. Now, I don't care as much and it's not going to make or break me or my day. Numbers are numbers and I know what I need to do. 
I'm really proud of myself for the weight that I've lost over the years. It's been quite the journey. I'm still on it, just on a different path now..and that's maintaining my weight. That's the toughest part, I think. Especially for me now since I haven't been able to run in months and months. So, not gaining a ton of weight since my surgery and being able to pretty much (more or less a few pounds) maintain my weight loss for 2yrs--is pretty damn good to me!
At any rate--I'm still surviving this silly detox. I'm not sure if the sugar monster is shrinking quite yet..more so she's just in hiding. Either way..I'm still doing it. And I haven't killed anyone....yet.


SWEET DREAMS.