Grapefruit, etc.

It seems that my wife, baby, and I all have thrush. (I like the sound of the word quite a bit) I suppose I am the lucky one, in that I feel no symptoms whatsoever. Yet. My baby seems mildly more fussy than usual, but my poor wife reports that breastfeeding feels as though the little guy has a tongue made of razors. Ugh. I feel empathy pains in the middle of the night while she is feeding, and I try not to grind my teeth. The immediate fallout of this news is that we have all gone on a “no wheat, no dairy, no sugar, very little starch,” diet. We went shopping at the health food store yesterday to load up. Though challenging, I am rather excited about taking healthy eating to a new and heightened level. We always eat quite well, but no bread? Wow. Grapefruit for desert? I feel the strawberry ice cream and Christmas chocolates staring at me with evil eyes from the kitchen. I swear.

So below I place the aforementioned list of things one might buy that would be better than so many other things. I haven’t the energy at the moment for a long diatribe on why I feel this way about these things so I just post links.

Things to buy:

Toms Shoes

Heifer

Great places to donate:

Kiva

Once Upon a School

Records to buy (made by friends of mine):

Kiefer, Akiyama, Corcoran: Low Cloud Means Death

Michael T. Bullock: a mountain (coming around)

Nice Monster

On another note, I recorded this week’s (last week’s?) improvisation and used the acoustic guitar for a change. Not having played it for some time, I was reminded of how much I love the instrument, it being the only steel string acoustic I have ever played that speaks to me. I happen to be rather picky about these things. (For the curious minds, it is a 1997 Gibson SJ200, a Re-issue of an old, super-jumbo from the late 40’s.)

Back to my grapefruit.

Posted by jeff pitcher at December 15, 2008 10:02 PM

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