I want

coffee.

Liquid

...with the exception of good ol' HtwoO.

I've got a friend named Daniel who once went thirty days without bread and cookies and all of that. Then he went thirty without meat. then he just went back to normal. He said it was an "exercise in self-discipline," and that was that. No other reason. Swell fella, that Daniel.

So I was sitting my bathroom exfoliating my feet (something that people don't do often enough) and feeling thirsty. Sometimes i get REALLY thirsty - just ask my husband; he suffers from the same affliction. Anyway, exfoliating, feeling thirsty, blah blah, and I realized that we didn't have anything to drink except (please restrain your gag reflexes) water. Now, don't get me wrong, I like to eat well - I cook most of my meals from scratch and I use all organic ingredients. No bleached flour, no simple carbs, lots of fresh veggies and as much grass-fed meat as I can get my little grubbies on. I don't drink soda except on the rarest of occasions. I have water a couple of times a day, maybe as I'm running out the door or pouring some for my dog and realizing how thirsty I am. Let me tell you something, though - I love me some milk and juice. I always have both with my coffee for breakfast. If I had to choose between eating or drinking for the rest of my life, I would choose drinking, hands down, no questions. Not to mention I love beer.

I decided as I was scraping off the last of my dead skin from my feet and feeling ever more parched that I could do it - thirty days, nothing but water to drink. Sounds easy enough, and healthier, too. I came into our office where Daniel and my husband Levi were sitting playing Half-Life (a favorite Sunday night pastime) and shared my huge life-altering, bodacious plan. Daniel jumped right on board. Not Levi, though, he's far too thirsty for this task.

But your blog is called Thirty-ONE Days Without you say? Well, after toiling over the blog name, everything involving 'thirty days' was taken, so we upped the challenge for the sake of trendy technology.

Starting tomorrow when I wake up, I can't have coffee. Or juice. Or Milk. No Crystal Lite, iced tea, or flavored water. No milkshakes or beers on Friday nights. Only water - with citrus sqeezed into it if we so desire. Rules may need to be updated and I might get into a few battles with my tastebuds, but I can do this - right? Right.

Ready, aim, drink.