something's up. and i'll get to the bottom of it. at some point.
ok, so yesterday i had the soy dream. and the raweos (not that great, i might add, yet i could not stop eating them) AND about 15 burritos. yes, burritos. i wasn't hungry AT ALL for them. in fact, i'd just had some excellent mushroom pizzas i'd been looking forward to for almost a week. so why did i eat the burritos? well, i think the yogurt/cheese theory is sound. i think the eating of the yogurt, and perhaps the cheese, too, triggered some massive cravings. obviously they were cravings, not needs since i was STUFFED with all sorts of good raw foods. nonetheless, there i was. eating and eating. refried beans, cheese, and from-the-store flour tortillas. not a great thing to do to oneself, even if eating a cooked diet.

ok, so today i've had no yogurt and no cheese. i'll see if that kicks the cravings.

i had carob and cacao earlier, with lots of sweet in it (my agave came in the mail with the carob!!) and this massive salad, too. lots of good yums in there. i also finished off the almond milk by trying some carob/cacao milk. not bad at all. i just have to figure out how to powder the cacao better. i bet drying it will help.

now i'm still jonesing for cooked, but this time my sights were set on the real, cow's-milk, refined sugar ice cream in the freezer. i've resisted so far, and the article i read earlier on mad cow disease has helped, but i was literally wandering in the kitchen. and it's not all that big. so what to do? juice!

now i'm enjoying a lovely orange/yam/pear juice, my favorite. i already feel full, and i'm only about a third of the way into it. go volume! i also have a big glass of water standing by. i've had plenty today, but mr. brain's just not getting the "full" message. he didn't get it last night, either. stupid brain.

tomorrow i'd already planned to water fast, so that might help there, but sunday is bolloxed. i had already planned on having some organic chocolate cookies and other treats in my easter basket. however, it's not too late to give those to hubby and make my own treats. i'd planned on making a raw apple pie and a pear torte anyway. all i need is a few apricots for some candies. well, we'll see.

anyway, this is clearly mental or emotional eating. or both. in either case, there are some things i can do to combat them. and i will do them, dadgummit! i mean, i can't expect myself to be perfect all the time. far from it. but a blowout every day, to this extent? it's gastronomical suicide!