Oh, fiddle, It's up to my middle.

Oh, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don't like it--one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It's nibblin' my toe.
Oh, gee,
It's up to my knee.
Oh my,
It's up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It's up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It's up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .

My gut could use a reset, I currently feel like I have ingested a boa constrictor, and I don't like it very much.

I am considering a crash-weekend of reviews, catching up on a backlog of protein-y products I have here.  It is likely to be easier (to attempt) because the family is taking off to catch some forsaken water disease for a couple days without me. I automatically eat "better" on my own, the temptations of foods that the family might dig up or suggest is gone.  (Would I EVER just order a pizza, you know, for me? No.) 

I have Whey Protein Crisps in chocolate, Monster Milk with 45 grams protein:

More Betty-Lou's protein shake samples, more Building Blocks supplements, a huge lot of Focus28 goods, etc... etc... and ... well... I think it's time to get aquainted with the cabinet-o-samples, and clear out some out of date or nasty never going to review publicly items.