A Small Miracle

A miracle happened this morning. My alarm went off at 5:30... and I GOT UP.
It was amazing. I've been battling chronic fatigue for MONTHS (well, actually for years, but it's been extra worse in the last 6 months). I think the only thing that was getting me out of bed for awhile was Philip - he got up with me for work, and now he doesn't have to... and I was having the hardest time doing it on my own.
So anyway. YAY! I don't feel like a zombie for a change!

I've been doing pretty darn good eating 90% raw. I've found my self more like 98.27% most days, which is just fine with me. I did discover that I still can't be trusted around unattended pizza. I didn't want to eat that piece of pizza, but I did anyway. It's another miracle that I escaped with only eating one piece...
Last night, Philip made a tasty jamalaya (to use up some vegan sausages we had in the fridge), and I had some of that. I should have had a salad as well, but I didn't. I will next time.

I've been making tons of tasty recipes from Ani Phyo's book. I'm going to try a 'bread' recipe tonight, and I'm scouting around for a raw pizza recipe for dinner.

In other news...
I was selected to perform in the Dallas Burlesque Festival!
WOO HOO!
I'm nervous, but excited. This is going to be so fun!