Dear Stacy!
Earlier today, while perusing the zucchini at Trader Joe's, this lady starts poking me in the arm, and man she was giggling! I started to laugh too because someone just MUST have their dress tucked into their panties.....and she says to me, "Good God, you must really like mushrooms!!!" And she is doubled over and pointing at the nine mushroom containers in MY CART!!
Yeah. I'm not making this up. All I can say is, "Well, typically my public ridicule is reserved for days when I'm buying twelve bags of butter lettuce all at once...but today they only had seven."
So she takes off her sunglasses and while scrutinizing my face, asks me what I am doing, (she seriously did) and I tell her about our 90 days of raw and now she isn't giggling. She asks my age. I tell her I am 44. She says that I am glowing. Yes, she did.
She GRILLED (nice word!) me for 20 minutes on what I have been eating. I was beginning to feel like a celebrity....like an EXPERT even! So I am higher than Cheech and Chong when she gushes, "You look absolutely FABULOUS....(wait for it)....for being six years from 50."
Signed,
No wind in these sails
