{"id":398,"date":"2014-02-28T08:01:41","date_gmt":"2014-02-28T14:01:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.suburbandiva.com\/?p=398"},"modified":"2014-02-28T08:01:41","modified_gmt":"2014-02-28T14:01:41","slug":"how-to-lose-weight-your-mind-and-all-close-relationships","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.suburbandiva.com\/2014\/02\/28\/how-to-lose-weight-your-mind-and-all-close-relationships\/","title":{"rendered":"How to lose weight, your mind and all close relationships"},"content":{"rendered":"
My husband and I just went through the most grueling, painful and literally fruitless experiment of our entire marriage: a no-carb diet. <\/p>\n
Me:<\/strong> (Serving up a whole chicken on his plate.) I\u2019ve made meat for dinner. Again.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> (Turning up his nose.) Darn. I had meat with a side of meat for lunch.<\/p>\n Me: <\/strong>Sounds eerily familiar to my breakfast.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> (Looking over all of the different animal proteins on his plate.) When do we get to eat something from a different aisle in the grocery store?<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> This no carb phase is supposed to last 2 weeks, then you can start introducing fruit and nuts back into your diet.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> I might die of scurvy before then. I feel my teeth rotting at this very moment.<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> Oh, I brush my teeth 10 times a day just so I can taste a little mint from the Colgate.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> (Sheepishly.) I\u2019ve taken to stealing the kids\u2019 Flintstone chewable vitamins to feel like I\u2019m eating a fruit cup.<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> Don\u2019t ask why all the woodwork in the house is extra lemony-fresh. Or my tongue. Bon appetit!<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> You mean non appetit. I mean, don\u2019t get me wrong, I love a steak as much as the next guy, but it\u2019d be nice to pair it with a potato instead of a hamburger.<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> You’re forgetting all of those eggs you get to eat.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> (Mumbling.) My colon hasn\u2019t forgotten\u2026.<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> What was that, dear? I can\u2019t hear you over my stomach grumbling.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> That\u2019s the other problem\u2014I\u2019m hungry all of the time. I just can\u2019t get full anymore. No sugar, no dairy, no fruit, no grains\u2026I feel like a hyena except I\u2019m not laughing.<\/p>\n Me: <\/strong>(Gnawing on a rib bone.) I know, I can\u2019t help but wonder if my appendix is regenerating.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> Tell me again how this is supposed to be healthy?<\/p>\n Me: <\/strong>(Heaving sigh.) I\u2019m not even sure anymore. The doctor who came up with this is dead.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> Of starvation or rickets?<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> Probably murdered from someone like me who just wanted a damn piece of Wonder Bread.<\/p>\n (Finishing our plates but still ravenously hungry.)<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> What\u2019s for dessert?<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> Tuna fish.<\/p>\n Him:<\/strong> (Completely defeated. And hungry.) Can you at last scoop it into a cone and put a cherry on top?<\/p>\n Me:<\/strong> Of course I can. (Opening the pungent can.) Just as soon as we reach Phase 2\u2026.<\/p>\n \u00a92014 Tracey Henry<\/p>\n <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My husband and I just went through the most grueling, painful and literally fruitless experiment of our entire marriage: a no-carb diet. Me: (Serving up a whole chicken on his plate.) I\u2019ve made meat for dinner. Again. Him: (Turning up his nose.) Darn. I had meat with a side of meat for lunch. Me: Sounds […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":[]},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3NIOM-6q","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":761,"url":"http:\/\/www.suburbandiva.com\/2017\/02\/13\/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-to-answer-your-door-during-cookie-season-my-husband-and-i-discuss-sales-strategy\/","url_meta":{"origin":398,"position":0},"title":"Just when you thought it was safe to answer your door during cookie season, my husband and I discuss sales strategy…","date":"February 13, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Him: What\u2019s with the thousands of cardboard cases in the garage? 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