Day 4

Yeah... I have a problem with authority. If you tell me not to do something without a convincing enough reason, I'll probably do it just to see what the fuss is about. I call it research. Stephen calls it defiance. :)

Today, I felt *meh* and snacky. Took all my conference calls in bed and even delivered on a deadline while still in my pajamas. The Whole 30 book says not to hack desserts or create in-program dessert like substances, because...mind control. So! I tried to blend a piece of frozen banana...the teaspoon that followed wasn't worthy enough for a whole pic. But, yeah! Whole 30, I made a teaspoon of banana whip, because I wanted to see! Sex with my pants on! Guilt followed...so, later, I just munched on them frozen as not to offend the Whole 30 gods. God forbid I develop a psychological connection to blended fruit...it's the gateway drug to ice cream you know....

Okay...here we go:

• Blurry breakfast pic from shaky hands..."egg formations" with ham, spinach and red pepper. If I called them egg muffins like those paleo-heads do on Pinterest, Stephen might run away from home. Served a L'Orange. hahaa
• No lunch, but a continuous stream of snacks to include the nefarious bananas...I had 3 total...way too many.
• So, I celebrated with Chipotle, baby...no rice, no cheese, no beans...all the guac on the siiiide.

C-