Never let Dana sign me up for anything unless I know all about it first. This is what went through my mind today as I drank chunky ash-laced grape juice with my children chanting, “Drink it! Drink it!” Another day of the Taylor house seeming more like filming of a nature-based reality show.
There seems to be a fascination with the uncleanliness of my colon, since this is the second, maybe third, time an attempt has been made to purge it. Now I am told that I have to take a bath in some fancy mud sometime in the near future. The same mud kind that had to be shop-vacced out of the tub two nights ago. How delightful…
If you can read this, be warned! Just because your cleanse doesn’t require drinking strictly lemon juice and low-grade syrup for a month doesn’t mean it will be a walk in the park. If she offers to order you herbs…just say no!
February 28th, 2010 at 11:26 am
I was too weak when the request was made. Patricia said Dana wanted to, so I said OK. You should have written this earlier.
February 28th, 2010 at 2:24 pm
Well, it seems like you have been reading my mind.