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We were out all day yesterday gathering up goodies for the remodel and I didn’t get a chance to squeeze in a lick of exercise.

Not even a 30 minute jog.

Consequently, I feel a little stiff today. Actually, we were gone far longer than expected and since I only brought 16 ounces of lemonade cocktail with me on the road I was H.U.N.G.R.Y. by our return at nightfall. After 4 hours or so without this yellow drink I fondly refer to as ‘food’, swigging a large gulp of my lemon dinner seemed scrumptious.


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Wow, that’s it. I’m cruising through half-time! I can hardly believe I’m truly over the hump. Adios to 7 pounds! I’m exuberant, my skin feels like silk, I’m loaded with energy, my hunger pains vanish when I slip them a dash of peppery lemonade potion, only brief & microscopic cravings find their way into my head, and best of all, I am determined to run across that finish line with a big cheesy lemony smile!

As good as that feels, I’m simultaneously feeling a wee bit afflicted about days seven and eight. As you know, I love, love, love cooking and intentionally I haven’t set my little paw on a pan, knife or real piece food for the last five days. I’ve managed to keep evil temptation and those delightful smells of – well, anything edible at this point – far far away, locked up real tight….


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As I’m parked here gulping my salt water flush, Jamie Cullum’s song, ‘What A Difference A Day Made’ is running through my noggin.

Yesterday was ok. I was about 70% – which in reality was so much better than the previous days that it felt like paradise. I managed to bundle up and head out for an hour long jaunt in the freshing (but oh so chilly) air and later mixed in 30 blissful minutes of yoga which allowed me to feel a bit more centered and relaxed my body. But by bedtime my lower back was aching again so I begged Fattie to give me a quick back massage followed by another on my neck & shoulders.

It worked. I eased off to never never land with little difficulty.

You know, sleeping in is considered by some as the ultimate luxury. And even though I now have the ability to snooze away the mornings hours in the most heavenly of beds wrapped up with deliciously soft high thread count linens, dreamlike feather pillows, and topped by the coziest down comforter – I don’t. But sometimes your body just craves a couple extra hours of shuteye and I’m ever so happy to be able to comply. zzzzzzz…

Yes, it’s only the beginning of day 5 and I feel great. Light. Clear. Grateful. Inspired. Committed. Positive. Eager. Devoted. Every day is getting easier. Every day is filled with more clarity. Every day is improving.

What a difference a day made. 24 little hours.

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It’s a pleasant and unusual feeling, but I don’t have that dread of Monday mornings anymore since I packed up my office and finished my stint in Corporate America.

Stint, well, really more like a third of my life. That’s spooky when you think of it in those terms. Released from the plague of hatred, Mondays just seem like any other day to me now. Must be part of the joy of moving abroad and ditching the briefcase.

It’s been 6 entertaining and active months acclimating to Sweden.

Lots of ups and a few downs – not as many as I expected after reading blogs from expats & websites freaking me out about how hard the move would be and how homesick I would become. Yes, indeed I am and have been homesick at times but nothing debilitating or paralyzing mostly just missing my friends and family. I really am relishing in my new surroundings…..

Oh, the language. That pesky little thing.


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It’s a snowy Sunday and the middle of day 3 on MC.

I threw up half of the salt water flush this morning; it just didn’t settle well in my tummy. I don’t feel super energetic today either but am planning to go for a long walk in the fresh white snow to breath a little chilly air and get my body moving. Fattie may opt to move to a fruit & veggie fast for the remaining time – he promised to be discreet cooking and eating so it won’t be tempting for me.

I’m keeping my head up and thinking positive thoughts. I’m dedicated to the MC for 10 days and looking forward to the benefits.

If you’re on this fast or been through it, let me know! Any encourage is helpful!

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It’s around dinner time here in Sweden and I can’t lie, I do miss eating solid food.

I don’t just miss food, I also miss the rituals involved with eating.

Putting thought and love into creating a balanced menu, shopping for fresh ingredients, designing a table setting for the evenings feast, preparing yummy treats while sipping on a champagne cocktail, sniffing the wondrous smells of a rustic supper drifting from the kitchen, paring the perfect wine or being excited to be trying a new one, and having family and friends join us around the dinner table.

Once we do sit down, raise our glasses for a toast and take that first scrumptious bite there is something extremely rewarding and satisfying when your guests compliment the meal – and then you the chef. It’s an amazing feeling to experience people getting pleasure from your food. To be appreciated for something you created. I adore all things that revolve around cooking and eating. (well, except the dishes).

But Master Cleanse must go on. It’s just day 2 and much to our surprise this morning Fattie had lost 5 pounds and I had dropped 4. I’m sure it’s all water weight and you have to remember this is not a ‘diet’ but a detoxifying fast to cleanse the body – but the weight loss will sure be an added bonus.


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We’ve almost made it through the first day on the MC and it’s not so bad really.

The lemonade concoction doesn’t taste like much and is tolerable going down. img_0425.jpgI was dragging a little this morning not being able to sip my hot steaming morning mug of java but then felt energized after 2 lemonade drinks for lunch and have continued to feel pretty good into the evening… I have had a headache all day which I’m sure is due to caffeine withdrawals, but I’m trying to focus on positive things. We completely gutted the fridge so we wouldn’t be tempted to cheat and gave all our food to my in-laws.

The only thing remaining is a bottle of champagne left over from New Years (well, technically a bottle of Cava) and my new best friend, the lovely lemonade mixture. Stay tuned.

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