I feel like I am 23 years old. On the inside. On the outside, my 43-year old body is telling me a different story. As we age, there are fun things that begin to happen. It doesn’t matter if you are male or female, you notice the changes.
There are expiry dates on body parts. I truly believe this. Suddenly ankles seem to make weird cracking noises. Back pains…upper and lower. It’s like there is a bullseye on your back. “Aaargh….Ow….I can’t move or stretch or bend or breathe!” Nothing like it. Eye twitches, joint pains, Achilles heals, tendonitis, stiff knees, weird moles, etc. This is the age of “I slept funny”. Sleeping used to be easy. Close your eyes and sleep. Now, you never know what crick you will wake up with the next day.
I decided to talk to my sister-in-law about making my life healthier. She is a practitioner of homeopathy, naturopathy, kinesiology, iridology, acupuncture. Yes, quite the mouthful, but basically…she knows her stuff! Anyway, I started a NO chip / chocolate / candy / ice cream / sugar / anything-defined-as-snack-food eating style. The new “old school” eating style. Go back to natural foods and include some daily exercise. SIL recommended that I start off with a cleanse to purge my body of toxicity. At least 10 days on this cleanse and come out a brand new you.
So, she sent me a list of items I COULD eat on this wonderful cleanse. All veggies and legumes, grains, chicken and fish. Awesome! Now, over to the right side of the page was the NO list. No beef or pork. Fine. No fruit. That’s ok, I’m a veggie lover. No potatoes. No bread or anything made with yeast. Done. And then I saw it and was horrified. NO DAIRY. What? That means NO CHEESE. This was sacrilege! She calmly replied: “You can give up cheese for ten days.” Me…give up cheese! NO! NEVER! NEIN! NYET! I love cheese. I love cheeses. I love everything cheesy. I love Blue cheese. I love Swiss cheese. I love Cream cheese. Bocconcini and Jarlsberg and Gouda and Ricotta and Cottage cheese and Mozzarella and Provolone and Fruilano and Parmessan. I even love Kraft processed cheese slices. As you can obviously tell….I LOVE CHEESE! To make matters worse, I have infected my family with the desire for cheese.
It started with The Wiz. Kraft cheese slices, my goodness. Fantastic with Kraft Dinner macaroni. Mmmmm. So creamy. Who cares if it’s a leftover scrap cheese made anew. It is amazing! He also loves good ol’ cheddar especially shredded on nachos. Yum! The Princess and The Debater agree, hands down, that mozzarella is the best (preferably Salerno brand). They refer to it as “The Good Cheese”. That white brick of yumminess never lasts long. We have even infected the family newbies. Actually, The Baker just prefers cream cheese, but that still counts. The Artist is now a renegade Mozzarella fan.
Cheese is the rescuer of many a failed dinner recipe. Cheese elevates dishes to a new level. Gooey or creamy…nothing like cheese. To get nice smiley faces in pictures we tell everyone to say “Cheese”! Need I say more.
Thank you to the cows or goats or sheep or buffalo that provide this lovely snack / meal. Thank you to the cheese makers. You are artists. You are creators of taste sensations. Thank you to all the retailers who have decided to sell such varieties to us consumers. And thank you to my patient sister-in-law. Although giving up cheese would make my body feel better, you let me be and don’t judge me for my cheese addiction.
P.S. In the end, I did take my SIL’s advice. I decided to proceed with the cleanse and forgo cheese for 10 days. After just 3 days I was feeling more alert and more energetic. Any bloating I had experienced before was gone. It was wonderful! I felt great!
I must be a fast healer. I accomplished in 3 days what should have taken 10 days. Time to celebrate my victorious achievement!