I shouldn't laugh, but this has been the story of "me", the past few days. I've been poisoning myself while celebrating my 66th BD. Why do we revert back to what makes us feel so awful??? I do know that falling off the wagon gives me more appreciation for Paleo. We're truly fortunate that we've found this WOE. 

Katie
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Jim Swayze<mailto:[log in to unmask]> 
  To: [log in to unmask]<mailto:[log in to unmask]> 
  Sent: Wednesday, July 06, 2011 8:00 AM
  Subject: two bad days


  I go for the fourth of july over to my dear inlaws.  I am on a low carb paleo plan, but when presented with a margarita or three, I succumb.  Then for dessert my wife's deadly banana pudding (made with the usual ingredients but then add Eagle Branch and cream cheese and Cool Whip).

  Well, yesteday I resolve to get back on the plan and have a nice breakfast of eggs and country sausage with lots of bacon grease.  All is fine and well until lunchtime at work, when I discover I left mine on the countertop at home.  My solution: I'm seriously craving carbs, so I have eight packets of instant apple cider mix.  No water, just the mix eaten with a spoon.  When I get home, my dear wife -- who usually has dinner ready for us all -- is at the pool with the kiddos.  And I'm having an apparent sugar crash (never had one before, but I couldn't stand and almost fainted).  So I eat: jalapeno cream cheese on almond crackers, three other kinds of cheese, about half a pound of fruit, and the denouement was almonds in a large plastic cup with whipping cream and about three tablespoons of wildflower honey.

  I went to bed feeling rather crappy thank you.  I think the stress of the upcoming vacation is starting to affect me ;-)

  Back on the wagon this morning.

  Jim