I used to scare myself with that movie when I was little. I remember watching it with my family while filling my belly with a big plate of nachos my mom heated up under the broiler. The crazy thing is that I could really go for a snack like that right about now.
And I'm not talking about the rawified kind. My body is craving cooked.I know this is a raw site, but I may be using it in the upcoming months to inform my readers as to what's going on in my life, rather than what I'm eating at the moment. In fact, you probably don't want to know what's on my plate right now (so feel free to peruse past entries that do include raw food. Here's what I blogged about last year on this date, although it's not my best recipe).
My body has been taken over, like in the movie. Or, if you want to put it into my son's terms, it's like Ben 10 (Jacob thought his toys would make great photos for this post). He dials up an alien on his watch and becomes that character long enough to defeat the bad guys.
However, I can't control this little character inside me, and I haven't succeeded in fighting off any of its naughty cravings. I guess I'm just going to have to enjoy it while it lasts. I've been like this before, and I made it back to the raw side in the end. Let's see if this journey runs full circle, too. In any case, it's worth it :-)
