2:53a Wednesday morning. Since I went to bed at 11:30p, I‘m torn between thinking my circadian rhythms have regressed to those of a newborn or midlife hormones are disrupting my sleep pattern.
Or it could be the damn mosquito that was buzzing around my ear and made a feast out of my toes and legs. Guess mosquitoes like bacon.
Doesn’t matter … what to do? Clearly no mommy or daddy is showing up to cuddle me back to sleep so up it is! Bumping into the vacuum in the hallway (DOH!) on my way to the living room.
Quick blog entry, load of clothes into the washer and tidy up the living room and I’m on schedule.
I’d like to believe my inability to sleep is my body’s response to juicing (better yet, bacon brownies) but no, I suspect it’s merely midlife hormones with nothing better to do than wake me up at 3a.
And there’s a nagging voice in the back of my head saying, “exercise, you’ll feel better.”
Ugh, it’s 4:24a and I’m listening to it. When’s naptime because the midday meltdown might get ugly.
Yields: 16 oz
¼ pineapple, peeled
2 oranges, peeled
1 cup grapes
2 six-ounce packs blueberries
Yields: 32 oz
10 leaves kale
3 persian cucumbers (or Japanese)
1 celery stalk
½ inch piece of celery
3 sweet peppers, top and seeds removed
Juice together and refrigerate.