Posts Tagged ‘art’

Ugg…popcorn not worth it.

October 9, 2009 Leave a comment

Yes, I succumbed to temptation last night when Kevin made popcorn.

Maybe I was wrong about that really strong reaction I had to corn last time?? I should try it again just to make sure.  That sounds like a good idea!

Well, it wasn’t.  Yuk, I woke up achey, sore, tired and grumpy (the four dwarfs).  Definately NOT worth it.

So this morning I have to focus on clean eating.  I had a delicious “milkshake” for breakfast made from frozen bananas, hemp protein powder and chocolate almond milk.  Okay, maybe I’m not eating super clean…but it should help.  Next up will be a hot bath or shower to loosen things up and wash off the funk.

The house is a mess and it’s going to stay that way for a little while because I finally started a new piece.  And I’m going to work on it all day.  It’s an artist’s book.  I might know what it’s going to be about but not enough to say yet.

So here’s to the big four, Gluten, Corn, Soy and Dairy.  I surrender.


What a lousy day

September 26, 2009 Leave a comment

Unfortunately, I don’t seem to be cured of all my various ailments and problems.  How quickly I re-acclimated to NOT being in bad pain all day long.  Now I want more.  This is the story of my life…if it’s good then I want more…now.  And easy.

I don’t know if it’s my cold or the cheese I tried to eat last night or the lousy sleep I had.  Probably all of the above.  From 2 a.m. to 4 a.m. I battled with sleeplessness and restless legs…they drove me crazy.  I finally got up and took a bath as hot as I can stand it.  That usually will stop the leg stuff.  I went to sleep at some point after that.

Also last night, I made some sort of enchilada/chicken/black bean stuff for dinner.  All I could think about was having a nice big top of cheddar cheese melting all over it.  I refrained from eating the tortillas but I don’t think the cheese did me any favors.  By the end of the night I had a big butt ache (yes, you can take that two ways and they are both correct!).

This morning I woke up angry, resentful, exhausted and pissy.  Great.

I know I get this way when I haven’t been working in my studio.  It’s amazing how many ways I can find to avoid making the art I thrive on.  I let piles of crap build up until they morph into an impossible mess where I can’t find anything.  Including the project I was just working on.  I don’t really understand this behavior in myself.

But I sure am sick of it.

And probably pretty sick from it, too.