4th December -- Happy birthday Dad! What would I do without my
dad? He's the best dad in the world ever, and his life has only just begun.
He'll be able to sing that Beatles song "when I'm 64" in 365
days. Bet he's counting down.
Stewart's now writing in a diary, and using anetch-a-sketch to talk with.
His spinal cord's been damaged, which is why his legs aren't doing anything.
They reckon he'll be recovering for the next six months. But he's improving
massively every day now, which must be such a relief to his family. Still
please send him big love, he still needs it.
Am
away for the rest of the week, on a secret mission to restore parts of
me that went astray years ago. I'll be superamazing when I return.
And we're also doing a panto practise, which will be very funny as it
was last week. If you've already booked, you're in for such a funny night.
If you haven't, then do
so now -- places are filling up and you only have a week to do
it as we need to close the booking next Monday for catering purposes.
We know that some of you want to come but are on your own -- well, believe
me -- most pople who've booked have booked as ones, not twos or threes.
Most people that come to these events come alone, that's the whole point
of them -- you make NBFs left right and centre and we love all our guests
so much they could explode!
7th December -- Wow... I owe you a big journal entry, don't I?
Not been very present for you over the past couple of weeks, and there's
only three weeks of my journal left to write, so I do want to make the
most of it.
The other day I had to write down my december schedule as I've something
booked nearly every day. Busy bee time. Am very happy about that, as I'm
spending lots of time with treasured friends and family. Evie's going
to see a bit more of her dada over Christmas, and I'll get a little break
(like a day, nothing grand, but that's good!!).
So,
I've just got back from Cake's house, where she looked after me. I went
there to see this wonderful shaman called Sean, who I got some full on
healing with. It spanned two days, and I was in no state to do anything
much, so Little Evie Popple played with Cake's kiddies (now she calls
them "The Boys" -- "Where are the boys?" "Where's
the boy?" -- it's very funny to hear). So Sean did an illumination
on me. We discussed an issue that has always bothered me -- feeling alone/lonely
(yes, even with the love of all my mates and family). I always felt it,
from day one on this planet (and probably before), and it's created some
unhealthy patterning in me (can't create a relationship that works, can't
handle conflict, no boundaries etc). So, even though I've done masses
of healing on myself over the years, this stuff still remained because
it had taken root in my energy field. I knew I had to find a shaman to
help me as I'd done all I could on my own. Sean was perfect for the job
and gave me some herbs to help me on my way. So now, when situations come
up, apparently I'll deal with them differently because my affected chakra
(my middle one in this case) has had the dense clogging energy removed
and can spin freely. I'm looking forward to seeing what'll change.
So I've done a bit of work while I was away (thanks in part to Cake's
wireless connection for my laptop), but mostly I relaxed. It was great.
We went into Brighton today and the kiddies played around, and we all
went to have an acai smoothie. Fabulous. I bought a crown as mine broke
the other week after me and Arun had been fannying around with it, and
I need it for my panto.
Anyway, I wore it while I was drinking my smoothie and I got such a headache.
I'll have to put it in Evie's dressing up drawers and go buy another one.
Gotta have a good crown that fits as I have to fall over about five times
in the panto, so it's gotta stay put!
Right, I'm off to bed as I've just drove million miles and I need to
sleep for a change. Have a lovely one. Will write more soon. LURVE!!!
10th December -- So I've had my new laptop for a few months and
haven't wirelessed myself up in my house yet. But the laptop is wireless
ready and when I was at Cake's house I got online using wireless. How
amazed was I? So I'm now sat at my parent's "pass the salt dear"
long oak table all wirelessly writing to you! I love it.
So everyone's going on about Christmas pressies and what they've all
bought each other and I'm thinking "These guys have got a shock coming".
It's odd coz I'm really intent on not buying prezzies this year, but how
do you wrap a forest up and make people feel loved? How do you explain
that you love people so much, you're not buying them something useless
this time, you're buying their chance of a future? I guess I have to write
a really eloquent letter to all my rellies. Oh, it's hard being a revolutionary
sometimes!
Oh, it's lovely. Mum's spraying glitter into all our hair.
Our ex-work's do
I went out last night to our ex-work's do. I used to work for SCO (Santa
Cruz Operation) and we all still somehow get together here and there to
laugh loudly about silly stuff. Last night was very funny and Skippy has
already uploaded his pictures on Flickr. I'm just assuming he has nothing
else to do.
Now I don't know why, but I always end up doing the leg behind the head
thing when I go out with my mates. I wish I could stop it, it's just that
it happens and then afterwards I go "Did I do that in real life?"
to myself. I did, apparently.
Our
Christmas party
Our chefs have allowed us to extend the booking deadline a few days to
make sure everyone who wants to come gets booked up. Do
it now, it's the only raw Christmas party in the UK and
it's going to be fun all the way.
Raw chocolate from the pod
13th December -- Our man in Peru sent us over the best Christmas
pressie ever! A box of raw chocolate pods! And we had them in time for
our Detox Your World Christmas open day, so some of our most special customers
got to try some. We were all wowed. I'd had some a couple of weeks back,
but you can't imagine the thrill of opening one of these beauties, and
the excitement in eating it. Chocolate eaten as it should be, with the
fruit and the bean all fresh and intact. And some beans had sprouted in
the pod so my dad's going to grown them and see if he can get a tree!
Our Christmas open day was so great, I've decided I may do one every
other month... nothing formal, just put nice food out and be there to
meet and greet our customers. It was a lovely day. Am currently manifesting
a bigger office as we've outgrown ours now, and have lock ups down the
road. I want one that has a proper shopping area, a place where people
can have juices and smoothies and lots more staff space. We're looking
at having about 30 employees at the end of next year. Gasp.
The Beckster
Forgot
to mention that I was hanging out with The Beckster who used to work for
me the other night when I was over at my parents' house. We had a very
random night, my dad had to leave us to it, and we ended up watching Russell
Brand (for research purposes only) on the telly with Courtney Love. Oooh.
It was great to hang out with The Beckster again, I do miss her and her
chirpy ways.
Oh, but Beck's head isn't really as that much bigger than mine, it's
just she was further forward and I used an 18mm lens. Really, Becks is
beautifully all in proportion.
The Princess
14th December -- Apparently, some people think me and Princess
Jess of Raw Cacao Goddessland aren't mates anymore! Nothing could be further
from the truth, and I don't know how that all got started at all. So stop
all asking questions, we're great mates and have even got a workshop booked
together in the beginning of the year...
The
Secret
I finally got round to ordering The
Secret on DVD and the book. Just read some of the book whilst
having an MSM
enema. Out with the old, in with the new. As they say. I've see half the
film a few months back (not being one to complete many films), so am looking
forward to watching it fully tonight while Evie's all snuggled up in bed.
My PowerPoint presentation
So I'm scouring th'internet (RIP Fred Elliot) for something and came
across an advert for The Law of Attraction on Steroids. This guy promises
to radically alter your life in something like two weeks. For the incy
wincy price of about £16, I bought it -- nothing to lose, eh...
Anyway, I downloaded a law of attraction book, and saw nothing that I'd
not seen before in there. And then there's this PPT file that you have
to download and customise. So I did. This was on Thursday night. Since
then four major things have happened. I'm talking so major that I'm reeling.
I can't begin to understand it, and am glad I don't need to, coz it's
massive. So I'm altering my PPT file every day, fine tuning it to make
sure I'm really attracting the stuff I want most of all. When I can tell
you what these four things are, I will, but I can't yet. You just have
to believe me when I say that even one of these in your lifetime you'd
be going "OMG", but four in six days? It works!
Our Christmas party
18th December -- What a night we all had! It was full on funny
and there were the best ever people there. It was unfortunate The Princess
couldn't make it but she did have the best excuse in the world ever, so
that's fine ;-)
Kate went well out of her way with the food after our chefs let us down,
so big massive love to her and Alex. The Adams were the best hosts, making
people warm, fuzzy, welcome and happy all at the same time. The option
of green smoothie or champagne with their blue manna pill and a cacao
bean wrapped up in purple foil as people came in was a stroke of genius
-- people loved it.
The panto was full on bonkers, and we were lucky enough to have a professional
camera man record it. The world's first ever raw panto, as written by
Shazzie and Kate Wood from RawCacaoAndMacaLand will soon be on youtube!
Me and Kate have made a pact to make 2007 the most cosmic year ever full
of love, change, happiness and laughter for everyone. I've also changed
her name to Cake Could. That's much better. Evie Popple calls her Take.
"Where's Take? Where are the boys? Boys!!!"
Evie Popple got more naked as the night went on. She ended up dancing
naked, and she danced and danced. Loved it, she did. Lucifer and Adam
L did the DJing -- I liked the music and would have danced more had I
not been busy. There was a part of the panto, just as it started where
Evie had her hands down her nappy and gave me something brown and small.
I obviously thought she'd pooed so ran through the middle of the panto,
literally threw her at my parents and my mum went downstairs to change
her. When she got there, the nappy was bare. In the mean time, me still
thinking this was poo, I'm going "Don't stand on the poo", as
we're all waiting to do our turn in the panto. Reuben then stands in it,
and I'm grossing out. Alex then removes a sock and wipes it up, so at
least there'd be no more poo standing. Anyway, afterwards my mum told
her she'd given her a chocolate just before the play. It was chocolate,
not a poo!
My mum was ill so had to leave early, which was a shame as they'd driven
all the way from Great Yarmouth. It was nice that she was there for a
bit, though as all our customers love my mum and dad. It was fab to see
all our customers, and I'm so glad we could offer them a nice party in
a pretty place. It was also great to do a collaboration, as I usually
end up working myself into the ground for weeks on end beforehand. Can't
do that with The Popple.
For pudding, there was a choice of chocolate cake and mincemeat tart.
Personally I don't like fruitcakes and my surreal and unexpected experience
with one left me with laryngitis. Not great as I've got a documentary
to film tomorrow. Am resting my voice... however...
Jatinder
...is coming to stay today for a few days! Yey! Her and her clan are
all over from Spain for the hols, so we'll play, make food, love and make
more food. My lovely sweet Jatinder. Can't wait. We natter on the phone
all the time but I've not seen her for about 3 years -- she's never met
The Popple!
My
PPT file
Two other major things have happened since doing my PPT slide. I really
am in disbelief. I'm so sorry that I can't say what -- you know how these
things are -- but goodness.
I don't know if this is related to my PPT file, but it is the law of
attraction. How about attracting one of the UK's most well known modern-time
revolutionaries into your world? Am not sure if it counts, though, here's
why... On Sunday morning, me and Adam were wandering the streets of Hove
and he says hello to someone who passed us by. Then after he'd passed,
Adam was getting all excited, saying "Didn't you see who that was?"
Miss Oblivious didn't notice a thing, as I thought it was one of his mates.
It was Billy Bragg. Full on revolutionary. My mates are full on revolutionaries,
and then we bump into Billy Bragg. So, that's why I don't know if it counts
as I didn't notice him (I was actually too busy talking/nursing sore post-party
head). And then I get a rendition of A New England (from Adam, not Billy!),
that helped. Funny, coz we'd not long since been discussing Billy Idol.
Now that would have been interesting and very PPTy, too...
My full house
20th December -- I'm so enjoying Jatinder and her family being
here. They're all so loving and have been helping out with Evie loads
so I get a well needed rest. In true form, Evie attached herself to Mohan,
the 8 year old (Jatinder's youngest). "Boy", she says. Mohan
doesn't have a name now. They've been running round my house for about
72 hours non stop. Evie's only just collapsed into bed at 10.30pm, worn
out -- finally. Raw kiddies have so much energy.
The filming went well, though glad it was only a pilot as my voice was
v dodgy. Jatinder also got filmed, told the story of her 24 years of agony
after being jabbed with the german measles vax at 13, and how she cured
herself of all pain in one year of raw food. I cried. No-one should have
to go through that, what are those docs on, doing that to innocent girls?
How is it legal? I do hope that new cervical cancer vax doesn't get popular,
it's so gross.
Anyway,
Jatinder's probably going to come and stay in January for a couple of
weeks to help me get on top of things here. With Evie Popple having ever
more energy, I have to get help in some way. I've over two years of expenses
sitting there flapping at me and not going away. I've boxes of *stuff*
that I've not had time to go through. I've *things* I need to do. I'm
sure Jatinder is an angel. She makes me light up inside every time I speak
to her. Isn't it lovely when mates do that? I was saying to her the other
day how lucky I am to have the mates I've got -- like really amazing people,
but they're all scattered. I need to consolidate them, get a sheep dog
to round them up and put them all in a pen so they can't escape. That
should do it.
So this piccie is of Jatinder (left), Derek (her hubby) and their children,
Pri, Raman and Mohan ("Boy"). Would you believe that Jatinder's
46? This is what raw food does for you. Her whole family are raw. Mohan's
been raw all his life, and he's so grounded. V cute, too.
My PPT file hasn't produced anything showstopping for a day or two. Though
it's been amazing just having time stand still and not working much while
Jatinder's folk are here.
Love to you, I think you're amazing, too. Am off to bed now, to cough
a bit and try not to wake Evie up. I'm expecting to have a fully functioning
voice tomorrow!
Our Gela
I love Youtube so much for bringing us these really important life-saving
messages so easily. Gela lost 7.5 stone in a year on raw food after starting
at 21 stone "That's like a person" she says, "I lost like
a whole person"...
OMG!
21st December -- Another PPT moment. I just dug out my old Premium
Bonds and checked on th'internet to see if I'd won any money, and I had!
Only fifty squid back in May, but what a nice suprise! Why didn't I know,
coz I'd moved and not told them. Ohh, think I'll reinvest it!
My Christmas pressie
So I did it. I finally did it. I didn't buy one Christmas pressie, except
some clothes and stuff for Evie. Instead, I donated £500 to the
World Land Trust, which will buy 20 acres to preserve forever and ever.
Wow. If we all did this instead of buying material stuff, even just for
one year, can you imagine the impact? 60 million (the UK's population)
people doing this for one year would save 1,200,000,000 acres, and would
make a bigger impact on reversing the damage we've done than anything
else we could collectively do -- IF WE COULD JUST CHANGE OUR ATTITUDE
FOR ONE DAY!!!!!
I'm gonna get some shyte from my rellies for this, but it feels so good
to do it, so so good.
Of immune systems and men
I listened to the CD Why Men Don't Listen and Why Women Can't Read Maps
the other day. I'm loving this, coz my car can read MP3s, so I download
all the MP3 files of a whole book onto a single CD and just pop it into
Lottie. Much easier than faffing with a million CDs. Anyway, the author
says that when a woman meets a man she knows within three seconds if he
has a higher immune system than him. If he does, she's attracted to him.
If he doesn't, she moves on to someone else. So this explains why i'm
still single! How many people have a higher immune system than me? Not
many! This is why I'm barely attracted to anyone (why my mates call me
fussy), and why I question what it is about the men I am attracted to,
as there's never any obvious reason. Matt and I had nada in common, yet
he was a health guy who could clearly give me a healthy daughter -- I
didn't consciously know this, but I chose Matt for his genetic abilities!
So I have two choices... start eating junk food, get a lower immune system
and be attracted to more men, or force all men in the UK to eat healthier
thus becoming more attractive to me and giving me a choice. I'll pick
number two, please. Obviously you can't make a relationship out of pure
and simple attraction (hence me and Matt not being together for long),
so there needs to be a good wide selection of healthy men to pick and
choose from. Sounds great. I'd best get on with educating the nation,
then. Where shall I start...
Aw
22nd December -- Got some lovely emails from my mates about my
Christmas decision this year. Nothing from mis padres yet, but they were
broken into last night, so I guess they've enough on their minds (nothing
was stolen, Mum thinks they disturbed them when they came home early).
My sister said this "Thank you for the message of love, here is a
whole page of love just for you and Evie, I love having you as my sister,
with your wacky dress sense!! I love you for for giving me a niece who
I adore, I love the way you love the whole world around you in a very
selfless way.......... and most of all I love you for being you.Love you
always, Your big Sis, Jennie xxx" Hm, not sure about the dress sense
thing, but that's what happens when you're an aquarian, isn't it? Jen
got me a birthday card once, I still have it in my special room. It says
"Sister, remember when mum used to make us wear weird clothes all
the time?" then inside it goes "You can stop now!" Cheeky
monkey!
Stewart
Am hoping to go to see Stewart again soon, but have no time away from
Evie Popple until well into the New Year, and no-one to look after her,
so it may not be possible. His dad popped in today to give me an update.
He's out of intensive care, but not in a normal ward yet. He's still on
the ventillator, but only because of the coughing, he's breathing unaided
now. They're going to transfer him to Stoke Mandeville up north in a short
while so they can work on his physio, as he's still got the spinal injuries
to deal with. No-one knows the outcome yet. He doesn't remember owning
a bike, and his short term memory's not great, but he's back to normal
in other ways. His dad says that when he's on the phone to him, you wouldn't
know he was laid up in hozzie. It's gonna be a weird Christmas for that
whole family, I still pray for them so much. I gave him an Innertalk CD
today -- Accelerated healing and wellbeing. Those CDs work so well, I
hope they get chance to play it for him. Also hope he's not gonna be at
the other hozzie for months, because it's so far away from his dad.
The end of my journal
The last few days of my journal are here. Wow, it's been a ride. I've
had so many emails from readers, fully supporting my decision to stop,
but also wishing I wasn't! Guys, if I can get it together, I'm gonna be
doing a monthly video message, and I'll put lots of news and views up
on my site, so it'll stay fresh as a daisy. Also, I'll be keeping the
journal that's here -- I'm not taking it down, so don't start saving the
web pages! Me and Stevie used to live with this guy who appeared to be
downloading a hard copy of the entire Internet, there were piles and piles
of pages everywhere in the house. You don't need to do it ;-) Hopefully,
the seven years of this journal will have given you enough encouragement
to be brave, follow your dreams and be real and true to yourself. It's
only when you do this, that life opens up for you. Fighting stuff, hating
stuff, being unhappy about your lot in life doesn't serve you at all and
never will. We're all disabled in some way, either mentally, physically,
spiritually or emotionally, and we've all had experiences that have hurt
us massively -- but when you understand that these are the things that
offer you the most room for growth, you'll zoom through this stuff into
joy and bliss. It's impossible not to. We're given all this lifeshyte
because we've asked for it. We've asked for everything we've ever got.
It's sometimes really hard to believe that when you're going through a
hard time in life, but when you look back years later you go "Oh
yeah. Look how wise/amazing/wonderful/loving/caring I am now". If
you hadn't gone through that stuff, you wouldn't be Who You Are right
now... and you're perfect right now, eh!
My seven years of writing to you has come totally from the heart. I've
written about lovers (some of them!), family, friends, work, my thoughts,
Evie, my hopes, my progress. I've always been as honest as possible, but
I've obviously had to omit certain things when they involve others. Sometimes
you've emailed me "Is it true blah blah?" I think the funniest
one is the one I get the most: "Is David Wolfe Evie's dad?"
I hear this so often and it always makes me (and David and Matt) laugh.
No, he's not. David's a major mate of mine and is ever supportive and
loving, but the only baby we've had together is called Naked
Chocolate. While we're on the same path and have startling life
similarities, we're not in that kind of relationship. Another one you
ask about is the falling out I had with another raw food promoter. I can't
say who, but you probably know. We all have sides of stories, so what
can I say other than we saw things very differently? Just because you
eat raw food doesn't make you eternal mates with others that do the same.
But I know on a bigger level, as much as I never want anything to do with
that person again, we're still part of the great big oneness that is,
so I can't hate her. I can just accept what is, and love it because then
it all dissolves. Anyway, we're on different paths now, and ultimately
NOTHING MATTERS because matter is just an illusion we created to keep
ourselves comfortable at night.
Eating raw food has made my life wonderful beyond belief. It's all beyond
my understanding how this all works. I do believe that in some way I'm
a genius, but not in that academic way at all. it's more subtle, it's
to do with being in tune. So I don't often articluate like other people,
I don't use big long posh words and I don't plan and I don't create systems.
I just do what feels right. I'm a heart-led genius, I guess!
Writing this journal has meant a lot to me. Sometimes it's kathartic
-- can you imagine so many years of being single and lonely? Writing some
stuff at the end of those days gets it out. The CD I just listened to
said that women have to speak about 20,000 words a day, men just 7,000.
Some men would say just seven. That'd make just six more for the day before
they could comment again. Living alone with Evie doesn't give me 20,000
words, so I write. I write all over the place, not just here. I love writing.
I've recently taken up drawing again, and will put some of them on my
web site when I have time.
I currently have absolutely no inclination to work! It's odd. I have
staff and not much responsibility. I just can't do it anymore. I've been
thorough this before and now I'm going through it again. Working isn't
a priority to me: raising Evie is. I just want to write Evie's Kitchen
and create The Heart Centre. I don't want to invest time into my business
anymore, though I love it and what it does massively. I've set it up so
my amazing family and staff run it perfectly. What more can I add?
So all in all, 2006 for me was a year of full stops. It was a year of
tying up lose ends and becoming financially OK for the first time in my
life. I've spent a lot of energy on that because it was something I had
to deal with. I will never forget my Hull council house roots, and I'm
happy that's where I'm from... that's not the thing I wanted to get away
from. I wanted to get away from having to choose between a new pencil
or a few biscuits to see me through the day which is how I lived when
I was at art college. I wanted to get away from the experiences I had
time and again with lack. And creating abundance is the way that I did
it. It's not snobbery, it's not keeping up with the Joneses, it was just
my personal mission to deal with some really personal feelings and issues
I had surrounding it. Now I've done it, and it was actually quite easy
once I applied myself by living my truth.
In 2007, I'm taking a different view of life. There's so much I want
to do with The Heart Centre I can't begin to say. I feel so expansive.
I want to continue to create, to give, to love and yet more than anything,
I want to be loved. I have finally realised that I deserve it, and won't
settle for no love or a bit of love -- I deserve an abundance of love.
This is great, this is getting rid of the last bit of poverty consciousness
I have, which has been my biggest personal work. Just like lovers, I've
always thought good friends were hard to come by, but they're not if you're
truthful. Again, if you live your truth, you get your truth over and over.
Friends, lovers, family all just are truthful with you if you are with
them. It's so much easier than second guessing everything and then getting
upset at the results because it's not what you'd played out in your headmovie.
My friends and family are amazing. They inspire and support me more every
day. It's only recently that I've allowed them this close to me because
I get hurt easily and don't handle conflict at all well. And you know
what? They've pulled through and been there for me so much more than they've
ever disappointed me. Relationships were always so difficult for me as
I'd disconnected myself from people even when I was a baby. I never uttered
a sound until I was two! I clearly didn't want to be here... But since
going raw, the journey with people has been one great big learning curve
after another, and I now feel very centred with the people who I choose
to spend time with. Cake is amazing. Time and again she's been there,
she's so wise -- wiser than you can imagine. I think she's a bit shy,
but when you get her on one, there's no stopping her. She's defo my NBF
of 2006! Joe is always there (even when he's in India with cows on the
beach!), shining his bright and serene eyes, regardless of what else is
going on within him. I honestly believe we're the same person, split and
colour-altered a bit! I don't laugh as much with Joe as I do with everyone
else put together. He's my medicine in this crazy world. I have so many
other outstanding mates, I've mentioned them so many times here and there
over the past seven years. They're my rocks, my loves and my reason for
carrying on. You can't even begin to guess how hard my life has been in
the past, and even since going raw I've had massive challenges -- some
I've written about, some I haven't. But the one thing that's got me through
time and again is the love of my friends and family. I'll always be in
debt to them.
And there's been so much fun! I've done the best things ever since going
raw. I really didn't know what living was before then. I was waiting for
it to knock on my door and ask me to go party with it and it didn't (probably
because I was too fat for my frock)! My trips abroad, my superbeing mates,
my cacao and superfood experiences, my business, my life with Evie, my
lack of fear -- the way I found love in the world and all it had to offer
-- it's all jaw-dropping. Seven years of this has been so what I needed
after 30 years of living in a vacuum. I look forward to the rest of my
life and what it offers me with wonder, excitement and joy. Yeah, I get
so pissed off about being single, you just wouldn't believe how pissed
off I get, but I'm also OK about it because if I'm supposed to be single
I will be. Clearly I'm supposed to be right now, and even though I've
picked up some amazing gifts over the past seven years, fortune telling
isn't one of them, so I don't know what the future holds. Que sera sera.
I have to believe and trust that the Universe is constantly conspiring
towards me and it will do what's best for "me", the peice of
spirit that's hanging out in Shazzie's body for a few decades. If I'm
meant to eventually have a man in my life I will -- I just will never
settle for second best ever again because I did that too many times before
and it really didn't serve me. I don't do it with food, I don't do it
with work, I don't do it with my mates, I don't do it with any other part
of my lifestyle. Why should I do it with love? "Oh, waiter, I'd love
a soft pillowy durian, but you might not have that in the kitchen so I'll
order a sour grape instead." You just wouldn't, would you?
Raw food is going mainstream. This time next year, with all that me and
my raw mates have done for the raw revolution, it will be as acceptible
as any other lifestyle choice. People only diss it coz they're scared
of it. I'll be glad when there's a raw meal on every menu in the UK, just
as there's a veggie and even vegan one now. I turned veggie 22 years ago,
and eating out was a mare. Vegan 20 years ago, it was the same. Raw seven
years ago -- well, I know where to get good salads! But we deserve more.
People deserve the best. Always! Why give yourself anything less? Raw
food is the best, it's gobsmacking life changing wonderful awe inspiring.
And you don't have to be all raw to feel it, either. It can't not catch
on because it
works!!!!!!!!!!!!
So I've rambled a bit tonight. It's Mrs Lisa Renny's birthday tomorrow,
we're off bowling then for lunch with all the kiddies. I'd best get myself
to bed and appreciate the only month in the year that Lisa's older than
me.
I love you.
Joe Besticle: I lvoe you.
Oh, BTW, did my third MSM lifesaving course the other day. More later...
Bowling flat out
23rd December -- It's my oldest mate Lisa's birthday today. We
went bowling with the kids, the padres, the friends. It was such fun.
Evie fell asleep the second we got into the car park, so I carried a zonkoidetta
into the bowling alley... awful music being all loud, all of us excited
about seeing each other. Evie just laid there, on the bowling bench, so
asleep with a nappy full of poo. Everyone was so delighted. True to form,
I came last in our team both times. Tezza (Lisa's dad) came first, getting
strikes all over the place. I think as a team we won. Reminded me of school
when no-one picked me for their team as I was rubbish! We then went to
Frankie and Benny's next door and had a bit of a boring salad. I got avocado
in there but no peppers or other exciting stuff that was on the menu (that
I asked for!). But hte company was grand as ever, and that's the point
of going out to eat, isn't it? When you can make amazing food, you can
stay in every day and eat it, or you can compromise to get a bit sociable.
What amazed me was that while all around were eating burgers etc Evie
Popple (who was well and truly awake by then) didn't want any of it. She
came and sat on my knee and ate with me. Michael then whisked Lisa off
to Sheene Mill for a dinner dance hotel extravaganza. Fab! Me and Evie
Popple watched the dodgems outside for a bit, then I needed to use y phone,
realised it wasn't in my bag and so went into said restaurant to find
waiter going "I just found it!" My memory is totally shot at
the moment, I think I'm a bit frazzled.
Tomorrow, I'm going to Lisa's for an hour while Evie looks after Matt,
and then will attempt apre-Christmas sauna. Need one.
Had a surreal conversation with the DJ at the bowling alley. Me and Lisa
used to call ourselves Stretch and Fetch for some reason and when we lived
together years ago, we were so skint but loved the record Push the feeling
on by the Nightcrawlers. Anway, we bought it together (we once also bought
a lottery card together and thought we'd won but there's something about
a bous ball that doesn't count... it was my first and last time at doing
this so I haven't a clue what I'm talking about). So I ask the DJ to play
this song for Stretch and Fetch and he's like "Er, I don't have that
one with me." So I asked him for something similar, from a similar
time to remind us of our nights we had together. Out of nowhere he goes
"Like Hitman
and Her?" Eh??? Am currently surrounded by surreal conversations
that make my head fizz a bit.
Christmas music
I put the telly on for an hour on Saturday mornings while I tidy the
house. It keeps me and Evie occupied/happy/dancing. I realised that this
year as I've not been playing the radio in the car (my CD player was stuck
on ABBA in Vera, so I could only play the radio and now I've got Lottie
I can play all my MP3s), I've not heard any Christmas songs. I put the
telly on last night on a music channel to get in the festive mood... Here
are my top Christmas songs...
Fairytale
of New York Pogues / MacColl -- Probably one of my fave song ever,
though it may be a bit cheezy these days. "I could have been someone,
well so could anyone". Everyone stil can, it's never too late. And
anyway, we all already are.
When
a child is born Mathis -- I cry to this one, my Mum laughs at
me. Love it. Love hope. You have to have hope, don't you? "It's all
a dream, an illusion now" Yeah, it really is. And it isn't.
Happy
Xmas (War is Over) John Lennon, Yoko Ono -- "War is over,
if you want it. War is over now" There's always a war going on, and
mots people are always at war in themselves or with their loved ones.
Peace is hard because it means you have to dissolve a load of stuff that
you may not be ready to dissolve. But ultimately, peace is what we all
want. None of us want war. None of us want our kids to face it, to be
killled in war. And that means we want the opposite. Sorry to do this
to you: Raw not War. Just as my apron says, and it should know.
Christmas
Wrapping The Waitresses -- I love the way cranberries can bring
people together, especially at Christmas.
There are probably others, but these are the ones that stop me in my
tracks year in year out.
The
church of Tescos
I did my Christmas dinner shopping yesterday, Tesco's wasn't too busy
but I got confused as all the organic food was sparse/gone. The Daily
Bread provided me with muchos nueces for my raw nut loaf. Am going to
make it all tomorrow night while Matt plays with Evie. Am still in shock
that I've not bought any pressies. Mutha must know by now, she only lives
round the corner from Jen and they have regular cupsoftea together daily.
She hasn't said owt.
Happy
Christmas guys!
25th December -- Oh, just got a minute before I pack up my laptop
for a few days away. Matt's waiting for Evie to wake up, then we'll have
our family Christmas dinner. I feel it'll be the last one for some reason.
I've made a lovely nut loaf, wilted cabbage and parsley, "fried"
mushrooms, mushroom gravy, goji and chestnut sauce and cauliflower cheeze,
all raw and vegan. It's v nice and Evie had a bit for brekkie, bless her.
I'll have enough left overs for a day or two, just as you do with traditional
Christmas food! We've got a nice chocolate cake and fruit pudding. I can't
stand fruit in puddings, so I broke up the cake, drizzled over agave nectar,
popped on some sliced bananas and gojis and topped it off with coconut
chips and real gold flakes! Evie and I do get to eat the best food in
the world. Matt'll attempt a bit, then go off to his mum's for some dead
bird stuff. Me and Evie will then go off to my parents for a few days.
I totally love driving on Christmas day. I's so serene. Will record a
talking book to keep me company.
Love to you all, whatever you're doing.
xxxx
Seven times!
28th
December -- So Boxing day, I felt a bit odd. Not ill, but a bit low
on energy. I had to go to bed at 7.30, and just thought I was tired after
a very hectic and partyish December. Then at 9pm I puked. So much food
came up! All of what I ate that day, for sure. Then a while later I puked
again. More food! Surely it was my Christmas dinner! Then I puked again,
something hard and nobbly wanting to get out... realised it was cauliflower.
Bum! I'd made cauliflower cheeze and I sometimes have a reaction to cashews.
This was one of them. I drank loads of water, thinking it was all over.
You're never sick more than three times, are you? I went back to bed.
Fell asleep. Woke up, mouth doing that watering thing. Puked again. And
again. And again. There was only water left, I felt like my head was going
to fall off. I think the final seventh puke was about 4am. I'd spent hours
puking! The next day I felt like someone had actually sawn the top of
my head off and my brain was exposed like that scene in Hannibal. Oooh.
I laid in bed, Evie crawling in and out of it -- playing with my dad,
coming in bed for booboo, playing with my dad til she was tired, then
she came back to bed and slept with me. I finally woke up about 1.30,
feeling much better. I've never puked so much in my whole life, and I'd
had no alcohol or anything! It totally was the cashews. I don't know how
Evie can eat so many of them.
Anyway, then we had some of our work girls round for a get together the
next day. I could barely stop lying on the sofa. I finally ate a little
bit of food later in the evening. About half an hour after everyone had
gone, Becks turns up. There's arriving late to make an entrance, then
there's this! So I made her a salad up and then we checked out our famous
dream men on the Internet. I don't know where my head was at coz we ended
up in this obscure scene where I was going "I love Russ, but it's
odd that he reminds me of Dot Cotton, and I don't fancy her". I showed
Becks a piccie of them both side by side. She said I'd ruined it for her.
Then Robbie... I got a picture of Charlie Stubbs. Then Joaquin (Becks
would marry him, but I was more into River, like before...) She's going
"Don't ruin this one for me!" So I showed her a picture of him
alongside Philip Schofield. WELL IT'S TRUE! They are lookilikies. All
of them. So then she goes "Who do I remind you of?" And I couldn't
remember, though she did remind me of someone famous. Anyway, as I was
ill, we wrapped up the night early and as she went in the lounge to get
her coat, my dad was watching a programme with Billie Piper on it. "That's
who you look like!" I said. "Everyone says that" she said.
Well, Beckster is an actress in her spare time, she could be her raw stunt
double! So Becks, this picture is for you!!!!
So I got home tonight, and Evie Popple is just so full of energy. Just
got her to sleep at 11.15pm. It's not normal, is it? She's so tall now,
like she's wearing all her new clothes for 3+ year olds and they fit properly.
I guess it's all those superfoods and the coconut water. She's on about
1.5 litres a day of it now. How can she drink that much?? And booboo?
And cuppoteas? Matt's got her for most of tomorrow so I get to work all
day on my 3rd edition of Detox Your World as we've just about run out
of the last lot. There aren't any major changes, but I'm just tightening
it up a bit.
My computer's been a naughty one. It's got this thing where it permanently
corrupts files if I drag and drop them, which it's always had. So I'd
been cutting and pasting them recently, loads of piccies, for Evie's Kitchen
and all the cacao pod pics and more... organising and organising... Then
I realised all those HUNDREDS of pics have been corrupted and can't be
viewed. I was too postpukey to be angry about it, and have been told to
reinstall the OS by HP. Better work, otherwise they can have The Saucy
One back and I'll get another Vaio. Never had any probs with my last Vaio
and this has been big time headachey.
My final 2006 giveaway!
I'll
be doing many more competitions in 2007, so please keep checking back!
However, my final competition of this year is something personal to me.
I made a t-shirt for a promotion I did, and I only wore it the once. It's
got the picture of my book Naked Chocolate on it, and the URL. It's got
a little Shazzie logo on it, too. It's a halterneck, size small and has
been washed! If you'd like it, please tell me what shazzie.com, my books
or the person that is Shazzie had done for you. There's only the one t-shirt,
so you have to use the law of attraction to make me choose you, OK!
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This is the end, beautiful friend, the end
31st December -- Wow. This is my last ever public journal entry.
I don't know what to write. Maybe I'll stop here. Am at Twinkel and Lucifer's
for a big New Year's Eve party. It's a lovely raw bash, there are raw
kiddies coming, and it's perfect for seeing in the new year. Mates, Evie,
love and warmth. Perfect. Life is perfect. Maybe this is where I stop.
Bless you for following this journey with me, it was great having your
company, your comments, your love. I hope you enjoyed mine.
Lovelovelove
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Our
Christmas party
Forgot
to mention that I was hanging out with The Beckster who used to work for
me the other night when I was over at my parents' house. We had a very
random night, my dad had to leave us to it, and we ended up watching Russell
Brand (for research purposes only) on the telly with Courtney Love. Oooh.
It was great to hang out with The Beckster again, I do miss her and her
chirpy ways.
My
PPT file
Anyway,
Jatinder's probably going to come and stay in January for a couple of
weeks to help me get on top of things here. With Evie Popple having ever
more energy, I have to get help in some way. I've over two years of expenses
sitting there flapping at me and not going away. I've boxes of *stuff*
that I've not had time to go through. I've *things* I need to do. I'm
sure Jatinder is an angel. She makes me light up inside every time I speak
to her. Isn't it lovely when mates do that? I was saying to her the other
day how lucky I am to have the mates I've got -- like really amazing people,
but they're all scattered. I need to consolidate them, get a sheep dog
to round them up and put them all in a pen so they can't escape. That
should do it.
The
church of Tescos
Happy
Christmas guys!
28th
December -- So Boxing day, I felt a bit odd. Not ill, but a bit low
on energy. I had to go to bed at 7.30, and just thought I was tired after
a very hectic and partyish December. Then at 9pm I puked. So much food
came up! All of what I ate that day, for sure. Then a while later I puked
again. More food! Surely it was my Christmas dinner! Then I puked again,
something hard and nobbly wanting to get out... realised it was cauliflower.
Bum! I'd made cauliflower cheeze and I sometimes have a reaction to cashews.
This was one of them. I drank loads of water, thinking it was all over.
You're never sick more than three times, are you? I went back to bed.
Fell asleep. Woke up, mouth doing that watering thing. Puked again. And
again. And again. There was only water left, I felt like my head was going
to fall off. I think the final seventh puke was about 4am. I'd spent hours
puking! The next day I felt like someone had actually sawn the top of
my head off and my brain was exposed like that scene in Hannibal. Oooh.
I laid in bed, Evie crawling in and out of it -- playing with my dad,
coming in bed for booboo, playing with my dad til she was tired, then
she came back to bed and slept with me. I finally woke up about 1.30,
feeling much better. I've never puked so much in my whole life, and I'd
had no alcohol or anything! It totally was the cashews. I don't know how
Evie can eat so many of them.
I'll
be doing many more competitions in 2007, so please keep checking back!
However, my final competition of this year is something personal to me.
I made a t-shirt for a promotion I did, and I only wore it the once. It's
got the picture of my book Naked Chocolate on it, and the URL. It's got
a little Shazzie logo on it, too. It's a halterneck, size small and has
been washed! If you'd like it, please tell me what shazzie.com, my books
or the person that is Shazzie had done for you. There's only the one t-shirt,
so you have to use the law of attraction to make me choose you, OK!
