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My oh my, it has been a while since I blogged. Seeing as how it is a new year, I figured it was time for a new blog. I haven't posted one since October, so it is certainly time.

I am 100% committed to 100% raw for 2008. Since October, I have noticed so many positive changes in my life. Less kidney infections, less stress, and many other wondrous gains. Really, it has been totally amazing and totally yummy too...who would have thought? I am lucky to have such amazing support from my friends, lovers, and family. Well, friends and lovers at all times, and my family when they are on the phone....not when I am “home".

There is something about going "home". By "home" I mean not where I live now as a grown adult, but rather where I grew up as a child and where my family gathers for holidays. Something about that place, makes me regress to about age 12. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my family, but we are arguably crazy in our own special ways. At any rate, I fell off the raw wagon hard in December...which is ironic since I made it though a raw Thanksgiving!!!

My mother is a hoarder and she loves for each of her children to feel loved. These two things lead to many of my weight disasters. Upon arrival at our "home" EVERY SINGLE food that you have ever loved since you were a child (snowballs, ham, brie, anything you ever expressed an interest in) are available. Now, please note that my mother works extremely hard to make all of us (3 children and her grandchildren 4) feel that our foods are equally represented in the cabinets, fridge, and extra freezer downstairs. (If you do the math…you should assume that there are about 30-47 years of favorites between myself and my siblings and you can assume that the grandchildren have less favorites, since they have not been alive as long…but that still adds up to a HUGE amount of food.)

So, I ate, and ate and ate, much like the hungry little caterpillar from that oh so adorable children’s book we all remember. And I felt horrible, not only emotionally, but physically. All of my sleeping problems returned, I got a kidney infection, and numerous other things…BUT did I stop?

No, of course not, I could not let all my favorite things go uneaten less they feel unloved…nothing should feel unloved, least of all snowman peeps and aged gouda!! So, in an effort to protect the non-existent feelings of my childhood, adolescent, adult, and middle-adulthood favorites(friends), I ate them all……and do I regret it. No, not really. I ate some amazing food and had a great time with my family, and I learned a valuable lesson. (Although, it did take about a week to learn…)

Nothing cooked (even my very favorite foods) tastes as great as I feel when I am raw. (Someone posted that quote in this forum and I love them for it. )

Raw food is right for me. Being raw has really helped with many aspects of my life. So, here is to 2008…A Raw Year and a year for learning more lessons…:)