8:30 a.m. Alexis wouldn’t get out of bed last night due t0 hunger and fatigue. So I grabbed the bag of tortilla chips from the top shelf. “I’m just going to have these chips,” crumpling bag. “No you’re not! Put those down Kirk!” “Just going to have a few…” Then I hear thunderous footsteps and …
DAY 3 of the Whole 30 diet. 8:45 a.m. I’m awake. I feel better. On the cold front. It’s sunny outside. Alexis is up stretching in the yoga area. I’ll put on some pants and take the pup for a walk. Get some fresh air and all that talk from the old days. 9:27 a.m. …
9:36 a.m. She has placed the food in front of me. I am having flashbacks of a film I saw with Sudanese lost boys. It was the scene where they stumbled upon the elephant carcass after not eating for 11 days. 9:37 a.m. I just growled at Woody for looking at my plate. That’s last …
