Last night Jeff and I went out for our belated Valentine's all night date. We booked a room downtown, all five minutes away, then hit Yaletown for the Illuminate Yaletown light exhibit then dinner and a movie. It was great. It was also great knowing that Cillian was in excellent hands. I was perfectly fine without my babe until I woke up this morning. I opened my eyes, saw the hotel room and my stomach jumped "I want my baby"!!! 
The Yaletown Exhibit was pretty cool. One highlight was the giant white balloon attached to a gadget that read your pulse when you touched it and flashed a blue light in sync with your heart. I was pleased with the strength of my heart beat, it was a solid, strong, consistent rhythm. Very cool. Another highlight was the fire spinners. Whenever I see fire spinning, something goes off in my head and I'll head straight home, get out my Poi streamers and start spinning, with obvious intention that within the year I'll be spinning fire. One of the girls even spun a hula hoop. Very very cool.
We ate a big dinner and then filled up even more at the movies. We went to see Benjamin Button but it was sold out and instead we saw Revolutionary Road. Needless to say, we managed to enjoy some romance after the really great, romance stifling movie. Not much of a mood setter, that is for sure but you know it's a good movie when you can't stop thinking about it over the next day (Kate Winslet is noted for picking woman with "balls" - I kept thinking about that too. It appears congratulations are in order for dear Kate as well).
I was recently told that I have an iron tongue when it comes to green smoothies. I guess experience and consistency in drinking them is a big factor in my ability to guzzle the spinach and parsley and other greenest of the greens so easily but an iron stomach it does not make. I don't over eat very often these days. But within a few hours I had crammed in 2 cups of green smoothie, a very large veggie burger, salad, Peanut M&Ms, a Vitamin Water and half of a small popcorn with "butter" on it. I'm not sure what I was thinking yet all the while in my mind I knew it was too much food and I had stopped being hungry with the green smoothies. By the end of the movie, I was thinking the content of Kate Winslet's desperation was the cause of my nausea when all the while something else was brewing inside. My first few hours of what was supposed to be luscious, uninterrupted sleep away from home barely skimmed the surface of deep sleep as the brewing continued and by 3 am I was in the washroom making friends with the toilet and the bathroom garbage can.
I recalled Victoria Boutenko wishing that she could have diarrhea when she first went raw. I think it's been since I read that that I've had such a different perspective in times like these. I feel yucky. I wish I were sleeping. Yet, I know some well needed cleansing is going on in the process and that's okay with me. Victoria envied those that cleansed so well because in her opinion you can actually get to a point when your body doesn't react that way anymore on it's own. I imagine it took a while of her being raw before cleansing reactions like this occurred, at least that's the impression I got from reading her books. So yay, lucky me, on my big Valentine's date away from home cleansing occurred (and I'm pretty sure it was from the "butter". It's always a questionable addition to my popcorn, no matter the venue). Suzanne