March 26, 2009

Back on the Juice - Updated

I'm back on the juice again. I can't help it. For almost three years I was free of it. I didn't need it, I didn't want it, no longer even craved it. I never felt better. I had so much energy, it was great, liberating. I would wake up, and be fine. Feel awesome.

Then one day I took a little taste.

Mmmm, it tasted so good. It felt so good going into my body, running through my veins. I felt warm all over. From there, it was the occasional taste, not everyday, but just whenever there was some around me. Of course, I would never buy it for myself. We would only have some in the house because Hubby would occasionally buy it. He mostly got his fix when he was at work.

Then my mom was in town for one of her visits. It's tough when she's here. This is when I have to be my strongest. She's the pusher, pushing it in your face as soon as you wake up in the morning. "Here, have some. Nice and frrrrrrresh!" Rolling her "Rs" extra long, just for added emphasis.

That's right, she's Mexican. They basically grow that stuff in their backyards, or should I say, "courtyards" in Mexico.

Now you see my problem? It's in my blood. It's part of who I am.

Now this part is the worst part.

Brace yourselves.

My mom introduced it to me when I was five years old. FIVE. YEARS. OLD! Every day she would give me some. EVERYDAY.

What kind of mother does that??!!!

No wonder my growth was stunted. NO. WONDER. It's her fault I have to hem my pants or buy my clothes in petite.

HER FAULT.

She buys her supply by the cases. She travels with my dad to these "medical conferences" and she triesthe local stuff.

HER: "Here, want some? Your Dad and I bought a case of it when we were in Louisiana for his medical conferrrence. It's soooo gooood."

Me: "No thanks, Mom, you know I don't use that stuff anymore. I don't need it, never felt better! (Lying)

HER: "Just try it, it's good!

Me: "No. Thanks!! I'm good.

I realized today though, that I have a problem. My S-I-L called me this morning and she was asking me all kinds of questions about our plans to meet up this Saturday and a trip to visit her and my brother in May.
Who's coming? What time? Where should we meet?

I hadn't had my morning hit yet and all her questions had me nervous. Couldn't remember my dates correctly. Couldn't even recommend a place for us to eat dinner.

It was sad, pathetic. Is this what I've become? An addict?

Am I to the point where I need it to even make sense of my thoughts??

Yes. I am. I need that cup of coffee. I need a strong cup. I need it to think, I need it to function. I need it to feel good.

People, help me.

PS: Don't forget our CUTE giveaway below!!

UPDATE: If you read this post earlier and it was full of typos, my apologies. That's what happens when you try to write a post without having your morning cup! I thought I spell checked it and to my horror, I didn't. YIKES! My mom also wanted to let everyone know that she didn't let me drink a full cup of "cafe" when I was five, only a "few sips." I guess the full cups started when I was six. *rolls eyes*


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19 comments:

Godiva said...

Hi.
I'm stopping by from SITS to say Hello!

Great Post!

Sally's World said...

what a great blog, enjoyed my visit, I'll be back for more...have a great day!

Michelle C said...

Hello ... just wandered in from SITS :)

Your blog layout and idea is awesome! Did you guys make your own layout?

Justice Jonesie said...

Thanks Michelle! Jennisa with "Once Upon A Blog" designed it for us. Her button is below, on the left.

Justice Ny said...

LMAO!!!! I am surprised and impressed that you were able to get off for three years. If I don;t have at least one cup in the am I'm no good to myself - no good I say. What's worse, I need it within my first 10 minutes of opening my eyes. I am unable to function without it - I get headaches if I don't have that morning cup to get me going.

Welcome Back:)

Felicia (aka Mommy B) said...

I wish I could help you Jonesie but I'm sitting her with a big ass cup myself. I ran out at home and had to grab some on way into work. I was 5 minutes away from a serious caffeine headache and driving like a maniac to make it to the Double D before I had a meltdown.

I've tried to quit. Have gone dry for about 2 years when I was pregnant and nursing my son. But that all flew out the window after he was weened. Sad. Sad. Sad.

Jonesie's Mama said...

I told you I was right about the coffee. It makes you feel good all day long.

Brandy said...

You won't get much help from me...I'm a fellow addict. Hi, my name is Brandy and I'm addicted to coffee.

Stopping by to welcome you to SITS!

Elaine at Lipstickdaily said...

Noooo don't even say it . . . it's too horrible to think about . . . I try to limit myself but was having such a tough day I had to have one in the AFTERNOON just to get by . . . you're one strong woman!

Rachael said...

i can't live without my coffee, it fuels me!

i am stopping by to welcome you to SITS, we are thrilled to have you as a part of the community!

Jen said...

I am sorry but I am no help to you. I can only join you in saying that I too am a coffee addict. My hubby knows not to talk to me unless I have had that first cup.

Stopped by from SITS. You have a great blog here and I am so glad that you joined the SITStahood. :)

DemMom said...

I'm like others here, can't function without coffee in the first few minutes. I used to take it in the shower with me. And I wasn't much older than 5 when I got hooked! I come from a long line of addicts!

Renée aka Mekhismom said...

Well, you know my son gets a couple of sips every now and then. I know. But hey, you came out alright- better than alright. So no worries. LOL

Eudae-Mamia said...

There's life without coffee?

Inconceivable.

And I'm so with you on the typo thing. I just had to Google inconceivable to make sure the i-before-e rule applied.

Former copy editor. Can't help it.

Welcome to SiTS!!! Em

Elaine at Lipstickdaily said...

That's ok . . . I had a tall whisky soda when I was 2 . . . slept for 2 days . . . set the stage for later life . . . mom said it was an ACCIDENT! : ) True story.

Peter and Nancy said...

Ha! I keep decaf at home, so I have to pay $4 a cup for fancy coffee in order to get caffeine. Makes no sense economically, of course, but it has cut my caffeine intake by a ton!

Speaking child abuse . . . My dad rubbed brandy on our gums with a Q-Tip when we were teething -- it's a German thing. (Or so he says . . . I have a feeling it's just as much a "make the baby really sleepy" thing!)
-- Nancy

Ann On and On... said...

Off the wagon! Hee! Hee! Cute post!

Glad to see we have another new SITSer. WELCOME! Come on over to my blog for a giveaway....

Carebear said...

Yuck, I hate coffee! But my husband and mom are both total addicts so I can relate to your post a bit! Your upcoming conference in Atlanta sounds so great. Wish I could make it, but not in the cards for me. Next time maybe! Thanks for visiting my What the %@*#?! Wednesday post this week!

Lisa M said...

Stopping by to welcome you to the SITStahood! I used to be addicted to coffee too, but then I became allergic to caffeine! That ended that right there! lol Now I can't stand the taste!

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