Fresh air and sunshine

Water

July 27, 2009 : Day 1

Have been eating and mentally preparing myself the entire weekend for the start of my no food week. Saturday – had Japanese buffet.  Hardly stuffed our faces, but we had a tummyache after that.  Went to K-town in Pal Park right after that and got MORE food (for dinner and for hubs who will have nothing to eat for the rest of the week).  Sunday – had noodles for lunch and then korean food for dinner.  Nothing crazy.  But was definitely force-fed some really gross watermelon ice cream, because I bought it and it’s taking up space in the freezer.  😦

My quarterly detox is on.  Got my honey.  Got my water.  I’m all set!  Yoshi!  I’m going to turn on my photosynthesis mode starting right…now.  Fresh air and sunshine here I come!

July 30, 2009: Day 4

Yeah, I just skipped writing for two days.  It’s fine.  Nothing happened.  Still living on air.

Had a horrible day.  I’m just going to sit in my corner and sulk.  Don’t like being stressed out and not being able to take it out on food.

July 31, 2009: Day 5

Survived 5 days without food.  Still standing.  Still thinking straight.  Just don’t mess with me right now.  Very unstable.  I’m going to start thinking about food…for next week.  Well, not really food food.  But fruits, smoothie and juices.  YUM! And yes, I’m a masochist.

Juice. Smoothie. Fruits

Aug. 3, 2009 : Day – ?? – I lost count

Injecting a dose of Apple, Carrot & Celery this bright and early Monday morning. お早うございます皆さん!大家早安! G’Morning!

3 becomes 5…6?

At first there were three of us.  Three girls.  Three sisters constantly at each other’s throats.  We fought like there was no tomorrow.  We played like there was no regrets.  We entertained each other while our parents were at work.  We watched each other’s backs whilst we tried not to kill the other off. We played with the neighborhood boys – climbing trees, playing tag, racing, scrapping our knees – we WERE one of the boys.  We did not have gameboys, or nintendos, no computers nor was watching the tv 24/7 allowed.  We had nature.  We drew hopscotch lines in the sand.  Played skipping rope using tied up rubber-bands.  When we had run ourselves tired, ragged and dirty, we would head home for dinner and THEN homework.

Slowly, but surely, we all left our safe cocoon we call home.

We each made our ways to America to further our studies, to further our careers.  Through hard work and gritted teeth we finally settled in to our adopted country.  And now we are starting to build nests.  I am no longer one.  But two.  That makes four in the family.

This September 2009 there will be another addition to the siblings.  Three girls, two boys, … and maybe in the near future, the score will be even.