Day Seven
First up on our agenda today: Brunch at the Magic Castle and a magic show featuring my friend Jillian and her amazing dog Bravo (www.mydogbravo.com) who does math using playing cards and flash cards. Bravo truly is an incredible dog. He fell in love at first sight with Sasha, and it was sweet to see how she tried to inconspicuously display her own affection for him, while remaining un=have-able in her own mind. Anyway, we'll not be having the brunch, of course, but we will see Jillian and Bravo perform. I think Kylie will love it! After that, a baby shower for friends and colleagues Blake and Alicia (hosted by another catering company owner, Carolyn; man, did I pick the wrong ten days to do this or what?) and we'll finish up the evening with a free concert at the Getty Museum. Jae told me last night that the permissible menu for our first day after the cleanse -- Day Eleven, so to speak -- consists of orange juice instead of the lemonade concoction we're currently imbibing. Day Twelve allows fruit juices of all kinds and Day Thirteen allows fruits and vegetables. So our "ten day" concept actually does come out to nearly the 14 days prescribed within the traditional "Master Cleanse." Oh, by the way, my jeans are a little loose, but I seem to look pretty much the same in the mirror, handle-wise.
Day Six
Jae and I drop off Kylie with our friends Marc and Tanya and their daughter Eridani, and we go off to work with our friends Michel and Ulrika (who is due in October, I believe, with their first -- a girl!) Michel and Ulrika own their own catering company. We arrive and see others we know: Carol, Eva and Caesar in the kitchen. This food is going to be off the hook, incredible. Sure enough: hors d'oeuvres include the brie, walnut and mango quesadilla, shrimp diablo with a lemon aioli sauce, crabcakes with creme fraiche, etc. The main course was served from a live pasta bar with Harvey cooking up pasta mixtures for each guest as they came through the line to his station. This was a tough night. But not so tough that either of us collapsed or gave up -- tough in that again, we have a human compulsion to be enticed by our sense of smell to grab what it is that emits the odor and throw it in our mouths. I check-swung more last night than Barry Bonds with a 3-0 count (that was awful; clearly this cleanse has rinsed me of my comic gift). But the truth is: there is a purpose to this quest. It shall be achieved. It's just no fun to be around great food while you're making it happen.
Day Five
The half-way point. Jae and I started talking about what we'd eat when we ate. Of course, the conversations always began with pizza and ended with asparagus. We vow to get back to the healthier diet that we have followed in the past. I've learned that going out -- yes, even to Trader Joe's to shop for Kylie's food -- is a great way to pass the time without eating. I've imparted this discovery to Jae. Later in the evening, we make a quick stop at Whole Foods (who can afford to stay in that place for more than a few minutes? Oh yeah, John McCain.) and Jae decides I am wrong. Admittedly, they have a lot of great smelling foods at Whole Foods.
Day Four
Going strong. Hungry? Of course, but this liquid concoction does put something in one's belly (the maple syrup gives the needed sugar to provide energy) but I do have the basic human compulsion to EAT. That's what we do, after all: we take tangible items from our environment and put them in our mouths and crush them up with our teeth and swallow them. My teeth, I lament, are a bit bored with this whole thing. Jae is struggling, but strong. Together, we shall prevail!
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