we don't own a microwave...and I may be converting to caveman ways

My husband says that microwaves give you cancer and that eating bread is as bad as smoking a cigarette.  You know?  I think he might be onto something...no he is definitely onto something. 

Remember when Martin started eating Paleo?  I do, it was a traumatic day for me. I have a really hard time eating meat because I am classified as the world's pickiest eater.  I really just like spaghetti and well spaghetti.  But that is a big no no in the Paleo world.  So is bread, dairy, and anything processed.  Martin is very strict with this, but tells me I can feel free to eat what I want.  So I do.   But when I look at Martin and how far he has come from a year ago...his health, his body, his mind...it is incredible.  He has transformed.   

I'm going to become a cavewomen (but I will still shave my armpits).

Martin has inspired me. Other people's stories have inspired me.

I want to be me, but the healthiest I can be. 

Watching my husband go through this process has been eye opening.  I want him to be proud of me and I want us to share in this lifestyle together.

It's going to be hard...probably one of the hardest things I've ever done.  But it will be worth it.  I've been working on trying to simplify my life...cleanse it from things that I don't need or things that may be harmful to me.   This is just what my body and mind need. 

And as far as I can tell, the benefits outweigh the loss of my favorite foods ten fold.  

Even my amazing Fettucini Alfredo...so long friend.