My Life, Uncensored.

"Remember always that you not only have the right to be an individual, you have an obligation to be one."  - Eleanor Roosevelt      Individual - adjective . Being single or separate; characteristic of a particular person or thing; having a striking or unusual character, original.      How often do we place ourselves - meaning our identity - in that of another person, thing, or situation? How often do we introduce ourselves by referring to another individual? "Oh, I work with Sally." "Yes! I am Susan's son." "I'm Donald's wife." "Yeah.. I'm the one that threw up all over the coffee table at the New Years Eve Party."      At what point do we realize we are who we are.. not what we are. Yes, we're parents. Yes, we're wives and husbands. Yes, we're family members and co-workers.. but WHEN are we US? When am I just me? Just Franny?      This is a question I've asked myself a lot lately. Who

    "Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes."                                                                               - Hugh Prather     If I were to hashtag that quote it would be #truth #wow #slapmeinthefacewithashoe.     Never have words been so real to me. Never have they been so relevant. Never have they been so needed.     My absence from BlogLand for the last ten months hasn't been from laziness, lack of desire to write, or simply because I didn't have time. My absence has been induced by life. By change . By pain and happiness. Excitement and disappointment. It's been from not wanting to share what sometimes seemed like a pitiful existence on my part and at other times so fulfilled I wanted to keep it all to myself.     The last ten months have completely altered life as I know it. I reached my goal of losing 100+ pounds. I ran two half marathons. Completed a Spartan Sprint Race. Had major surgery. And had my life tu

     I am on day 5 of my juice fast. DAY 5!! I MADE IT TO DAY 5!!!! I'm as surprised as you are. Foodie Fran has not eaten anything in 5 days and I feel FRANTASTIC! I'll admit the first few days were a little trying but not nearly as bad as I had imagined them to be. The hunger wasn't really an issue but that may be because I started meal replacements a few days before my fast. What bothered me the most was the lack of energy. I felt like a newborn baby drinking a bottle. I could fall asleep anywhere, doing anything and wouldn't have even cared if all I was wearing was a diaper... just kidding... but not really. I was tired.      While I'm trying to juice the majority of my "meals" I find it very hard to juice every single one. To help out my ridiculously busy lifestyle.. and pure laziness.. I have purchased a variety of juices by Bolthouse Farms. They're delicious, nutritious, and some other word that rhymes with delicious.      Anyhoo, as I was t