Day 10 JF

DAY 10-- August 5, 2011
Today I consumed the nutrients from:

Vegetables:
+ 1 carrot
+ 2 leaves escarole
+ 3 large leaves kale
+ 2 leaves green leaf lettuce
+ 1 zucchini


Fruits:
+ 5 apples
+ 6 strawberries

I'm kind of surprised that I'm still learning things about juicing after 10 days.  How much could you possibly need to know about juicing?  Not much really.  Apparently I'm just slow.  Anyway, the thing that I learned today is that I think I enjoy my juice better when it's mixed 50/50 with water.  It's like flavored water, and if there's a not-so-enjoyable taste in the juice, it's not quite as strong.  But probably in a couple of days from now I'll change my mind again. 
I don't know about you, but I still, on occasion, stress eat (of course it's usually a vegan, refined sugar-free, raw treat).  Today was one of those days that I was really grateful to be juice fasting, because if I hadn't been I'm sure I would have whipped up a batch of something and polished all of it off (maybe I'd have shared a couple with my kids...maybe).  It seemed like it was one thing after another today, but I'm only going to share the story that ranks as most stressful.  It happened like this:

Let me preface this whole story by saying that Sydney (my 4-year-old) and Bentley (a 3-year-old boy I was babysitting today) were jumping on our trampoline in the 108 degree weather.  Just keep this vision of sticky sweaty children as I tell the story. 
I was coming out of my 8-month-old's room and noticed that our laundry room door was shut.  This wouldn't have been unusual in someone else's home, but we keep our kitty litter in the laundry room.  Our kids know to never shut the door so Jasmine (our kitty) can use her litter if she needs to go to the bathroom.  The other red flag was that there was a light shining through the crack under the door.  As I got closer I heard giggling.  Giggling (especially behind closed doors) is never a good sign.  I opened the door and (does anyone have any guesses as to what I found?) the laundry room was covered with cat litter.  I may have not been so mad if I didn't see little kitty turds all over as well.  I don't know why the *bleep* those kids thought playing with cat poop would be fun!  Our laundry room smelled like kitty litter too because when you move the litter around dust stuff comes up from it.  GROSS!  Needless to say, Sydney was disciplined.  Did you remember how sweaty Bentley and Sydney were?  They both had cat litter on them.  I seriously had to take a lot of deep breaths before I could cope with the situation.  Those little stinkers weren't even planning on washing their hands.  Oh, and did I mention that they got litter all over my bathroom sink that I had literally cleaned 1/2 hour before?  Yeah, it was that good.  But on the flip side, that little escapade put me into productivity mode.  Since the vacuum was already out (from cleaning up the litter), I decided to vacuum the whole house.  So I guess there is balance in the world.  Huzzah!