Day Nine:

Pizza. Oh, pizza. Pizza Fridays with the Grubkas just got a little more complicated. A local restaurant that supposedly carried gluten-free dough no longer does. The bakery that makes it on Fridays was closed. And that left Whole Foods' frozen pizza, which I decided should NOT be my first pizza on the GF diet.  No thanks.  So Pizza Friday went on without me. I tried not to look, but the smell did catch me a few times and make me want to knock someone out for a piece.  I ate my healthy salad instead, yeah me. At least Rob had a salad, too, which he seemed to enjoy.... in some weird way this makes me feel like less of an outsider. And there was wine. Thank God for wine. We'll have to venture out a little further for some pizza on our next Pizza Friday, but it will be worth it to be one of the pack.

Do I feel better today? I feel somewhat less tired. Could it be? I've slept a significant amount less this week, going to bed at 11:00 instead of my usual 8 or 9, and getting up at the normal time.  I'm not testing the water, I'm just not tired at night like before. A coincidence? I'm not sure yet. Maybe it's just because there has been good t.v. on. Maybe it's because I'm hungry. Who knows. As the doctor says, I'm too scientific to let anything sway me, so I will need more proof... like a solid few weeks of this pattern (and crappy t.v.) before I'm convinced.

I've discovered my newest favorite, besides peanut butter... M&M's. Yum. Gluten-free and so darn good. I am thankful for Mars today.