It's now 3 years after the horrible spring and I never did finish that story.  The rest of the horribleness had to do with kittens.  I won't go into the details now, but out of a litter of 6, we lost 3, having never lost any of the previous 5 litters we've had.  It was very sad.  But now, alas, onto other things. 
Fasting! 

I'm following Jen Hatmaker's fasting from 7, eating just 7 foods for Lent (actually only 30 days of Lent because I want to actually enjoy my Spring Break vacation and eat myself silly).  In the interest of simplicity, and let's face it, laziness, I'm eating her same 7 foods so I don't have to research nutrition.  They are:

Chicken
Egg
Whole wheat bread
Avocado
Sweet potato
Apple
Spinach

I asked my husband to do it with me. He has modified it because he likes to eat a salad for lunch EVERY day of the work week.  This, in itself, would send me over the edge.  I love variety, and I love many flavors mixed together.  So he's eating lettuce instead of bread, and white potatoes instead of sweet potatoes.  My biggest challenge is that I don't really like spinach cooked, especially by itself.  Smothered in cheese and red sauce in a lasagne is fine, but this is a wimpy limpy pile of green stuff that smells slightly like skunk.  My son wouldn't eat it.  He's the other challenge: a 17-year-old that eats food by the pound, by the hour.  He may just have to start cooking for himself. 

So anyway, here it is, day 3.  Not sure if it's fortunate or un-, but I started this journey with the flu.  It makes my appetite much smaller, but my choices don't inspire wellness either, really.  So today it is nearly 10 and I've only had apple cider.  Can't work up an appetite for eggs or something.  Okay worn out.  Going back to bed.