Beginning tomorrow, I am going to attempt a 3-day juice cleanse with my friend and boss (not to be confused with a bossy friend, which she is not). When the boss’s boss heard about our plans, his advice: “Don’t come to work on Monday!”
On our walk to SBUX this AM, we lamented, “This will be our LAST cup of coffee until Tuesday!”. We both splurged and went a size up. For lunch I twisted my work spouse’s arm to eat at Moksha with me. I had the Lamb Saag Thali with several cups of Chai Tea. My last bit of meat, a pork chop by “the best cooker in the world,” according to the kiddo. And my final solid food until Tuesday may be a small bowl of Tillamook ice cream (Oregon Blackberry)
I say “may” because I’m not sure I’m going to last the 3 days without solid food. And I’m not going to beat myself up if I break down and eat a carrot. Or a steak. Or a piece of cake. Chocolate cake. Mmmm. Chocolate Cake.

Anyhow, I will spend the weekend trying this, and will blog about the experience during or after. Wish me luck.