Good morning!!!
Hi everyone! Yes, 7 or 8 hours of sleep is better, but as you see, I commute 50 minutes to work at must be there at 8am. AND I've been getting up early to do yoga....getting to bed at 10pm would be great, but there's Chris to take care of, and he doesn't work and he's a Night Owl....the last few days I have been cleaning and doing laundry (post vacation shit). Last night:
I made a delicious dinner. I went to the Farmers' Market and bought a bunch of stuff, notably a large chunk of Alaskan salmon. In a pot I put:
1 can coconut milk
green curry paste
fish juice
coconut water & spices (I didn't have vegtable stock)
fresh organic zucchini
fresh organic squash
bamboo shoots, cut small
fresh organic leeks
fresh organic collard greens
fresh organic orange bell pepper
fresh organic slightly chopped basil
fresh organic cilantro
fresh organic minced ginger
fresh organic finely minced garlic
French sea salt
large chunks of cut-up Alaskan Salmon fillet

And I served it over a delicious Basmati rice/black rice/green, red and yellow lentils pilaf.
Chris, who had been a chef at a few restaurants when he was well, was severely impressed, and said the nicest thing about my dish (it tasted amazing, nice presentation, optimum nutrition, etc.) was that he found it very well-rounded, whatever that means

He commended me for "not freaking out" while serving it to a chef. I guess in the business it's like that, or something. Like that movie Ratatouille or whatever. I laughed because I wasn't trying to impress anyone, I was trying to create a nutritious and delicious dinner with mostly local ingredients. He asked if it was "my own formula" and I said yeah pretty much. I've eaten enough Pacific Islander food to know what would be good. We has fresh, local, organic Plutos for dessert, and I served him iced Chai and Hemp milk (I had water).
Chris cannot eat very much on account of the diabetes has destroyed much of his teeth, fucked up his jaw, and also his throat muscles. BUT he managed the entire serving I gave him!

I have never seen him eat so much

AND he ate an entire Pluot. And said he felt really good, although his blood sugar went from 430 to 180 real fast and worried him (it's a constant battle with him, his monitor, insulin pump, and glucose chewies). I gave him some card readings and sent him on his way at about 11pm. I didn't get into bed until midnight, then I woke at 6:15 am and did yoga for 30 minutes before I packed up in a flurry and scrambled to work.
Yoga was great, I tried some different poses and said the name in Sanskrit aloud, while using my The Yoga Bible. I'll post that momentarily.
HAHA I forgot to weigh myself again!

Yoga distracted me. I don't feel any lighter than yesterday....