FISP

Well, folks...it's official.  I'm officially OFFICIALLY the Worst Dinner Guest Ever!  Saw a specialist last week, who, according to his page on the McFarland Clinic website is my age...that was a little weird.  Apparently, my digestive system sucks even worse than earlier presumed and I've been put on a low-FODMAP diet.  Google it.  I dare you. Apparently my body doesn't digest fructose.  I'm Fructose Malabsorbant.  I didn't even know that was a thing.  He also wants me to stay egg and dairy free for a month and then reintroduce because since I'm probably also intolerant (but not allergic) to those, he wants to check reactions after everything has been cleared out of my system.  So now, (the short list) I am not able to eat gluten, dairy, eggs, apples (farewell Angry Orchard Cider), onions, garlic, high fructose corn syrup (hey...guess what's in EVERYTHING?), asparagus, broccoli, brussels sprouts (which happen to be my three favorite vegetables), all legumes (farewell, dear hummus) and watermelon (which is no big loss...never a big fan).  Also...remember that recipe I went on and on about since I love chicken salad and mayo is out and I also love guacamole?  Yup!  NO MORE AVOCADOS.

Now, this is where FISP comes in.

Fuck

It

Stay

Positive

Because at this point, what else is optional?  I survived my first tailgate of the season by bringing a super delicious crab, arugula and quinoa salad, grapes, Snyders GF pretzels, a banana and my new favorite invention, the WINE JUICE BOX. And because it was so wicked hot out, I was double fisting all afternoon with water, so was not hungover Sunday morning.  Nice :)  FISP.

So, it's a gorgeous Labor Day in Iowa (thank you humidity for finally breaking yesterday. And since Labor Day is officially the beginning of fall, I'm creating my favorite fall drink at home.  Can't wait to drink my dairy free pumpkin spice latte on the porch.  Recipe HERE.

Wisconsin cousins came down for the first ISU game of the year!  As a Panther Clone, I cheered for both teams.