Feliz Cinqo de Mayo
A national holiday in Mexico celebrating a victory over the French in 1862. And pretty much everyone has kicked French ass since.
In Canada it's an excuse to get juiced up on Tequila and wear a giant sombrero. Or is that just me? Lisa wanted to go to our favourite Mexican joint Taqueria Playa Tropical in New West.
Beans, rice and tortillas none of my food groups.
Speaking of my diet, Toast. Bread browned by electric heat. Everybody likes toast. Don Cherry will be the first to tell you,
" Toasted tastes better ". I have no toast. Not allowed on my diet. I have, for my entire life, eaten my eggs over easy. I now have no way to slop up my yoke. There is no better feeling than stabbing the point of your delicious marble rye into the quivering golden yoke of a farm fresh egg.Look at the colour of those yolks! Thanks to Jody and Janet from Vancouver Island free range wild run organic blah blah blah and oh yeah all the moms...virgins!
Mind you, Nutmeg didn't miss the toast as she licked the pattern off my egg yolk covered plate!
I decided not to weigh myself every day for 2 main reasons.
1. The poop fairy hasn't stopped by today. As I mentioned previously, I am nothing if not regular.
2. I have about 3 lbs of meatloaf in me, I won't get an accurate reading anyway. So, I'm going to weigh my self on Wednesdays and Sundays.
Going to the Rivers Reach Pub for half price appies with friends. I'm sure I'll find something to eat. They have a nice menu there, including tacos for Lisa so she can celebrate Cinqo de Mayo in her mouth.
We ordered Lettuce wraps, chicken wings, steak bites, Calamari and Bacon wrapped scallops and it was all excellent and half price. So once again my Scottish soul left the pub with my cockles well warmed.
The poop train hasn't made it's way into the station yet. 12 hours overdue. One of the drawbacks to a belly full of protein. The last time I had this issue, Lisa told me she was pregnant.....cleaned me right out. I think I'll try prune juice this time.
Watching the news today I learnt that injecting young mouse blood into old mice reversed the effects of ageing. Thank god I have grand kids who are sound sleepers. I could milk the little darlings for weeks before they ratted me out to their mom. See how I did that? Ratted me out!! Huh, pretty good eh! If young blood really is the fountain of youth, that would explain vampires. You never see 500 year old Dracula sucking on some senior citizens scrawny chicken neck, no way, he's nailing some 20 something hottie walking around Transylvania in the fog, in her lingerie.
This is our living room and that, of course, is the lovely Lisa. Lisa's stepfather passed last November and we ended up with 20 odd boxes of papers and nick knacks. Lisa has been putting it off till now. 30 years of family history, old letters, Christmas and Birthday cards and photos not seen in years. It has been a very emotional time for her. Laughter and tears, joy and sorrow, memories of forgotten times come racing back, and take her back to the moment.
In the process she has turned our living room into something that resembles a table at a flea market in a Drive In in San Diego.
You can get 10 pairs of tube socks for $3.
I have to tell you this story. It has nothing to do with my diet, but most of the stuff on this page has very little to do with my diet, yet strangely, it has everything to do with my diet. I feel a responsibility to be honest about how I'm doing. Not to whomever is reading this, but to me. Writing about it and sharing is theraputic. It seems to have taken away the urge to binge ....so far. It's only four days, temptation is every where.
Anyway, when Lisa and I where driving to the pub tonight for dinner, a police car with lights and sirens was coming towards us. All the cars on both sides of the road pulled over as the police car went screaming by ...... followed closely by a Dreadlocked RastaMan in a 91 Tercel with a smile a mile wide. Life is never dull if your paying attention. Made my day.
That's all I got for now. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. If you do please feel free to share it with your FB friends.
Peace out ya"ll
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
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