I can admit my addictions..
That's the first step, right?
Its not Diet Coke this time... its not even something Disney related, or running related.
(It could be my love for Cadbury Eggs...but not today's confession...)
Today, I'm admitting my addiction to a man who I lovingly call, "My Dr. Elf"
Doesnt he look like a little Elf with his ears? I just picture him shooting arrows on "The Lord of the Ring" Movies... (Sorry, its how my warped mind works)
I noticed my addiction when my husband looked at me this past week & said, "You're sick, you know it?"
... that's always eye opening...
Hey - so I want to know the things to make me more healthy.
And if that means recording every episode
... & watching them with a notepad so I can write down notes, then so be it.
And if that also means creating a spreadsheet with all the information I write down - then so be it again.
Yeah.. I really do that...
But ask me about Vitamin D & I can enter it in my spreadsheet & see all the things he's talked about it for.
Tumeric? Oh yeah, the best spice for cancer...
Alpha Lipoic Acid? Great for stress...
Protein? Eat it within 30 minutes of waking up for keeping your body energized.
I'm full of useful information
All because of my little Dr. Elf.
... & laugh if you want... but hopefully I'll be in my 80's & still feeling good.
heck, what am I talking about - I'm 40 & falling apart...
but I'm still holding out hope that when I'm 80, I'll feel good :)