Happy Halloween to all of those who celebrate the spooky season! I cannot wait to bask in the creativity of others over social media. Y’all really are a funky bunch. Truth be told, I’ve been in my own funk. A few days after my arrival in Germany, I was hit with a form of Egyptian dysentery that left me out of commission for the last two and a half weeks. My mother has lovingly referred to it as: King Tuts Revenge.

Yes, I didn’t have to go to Egypt to live like one of those tourists who drinks the water and eats at the local street carts. I’m here to tell you a few pounds lighter, and in a post dysentery clarity, that you do not need to eat like a local. Your western body is too fragile. At the very least, if you eat like a local, stay away from all immunocompromised family members. I’m begging you.

Needless to say, I am not in the spooky spirit this year. I have been in a creative funk for the last month without much success in lifting the veil. However, Christmas seems to always put me in the hope-filled spirit. I know, it’s literally October 31st. It’s too late for me to decorate now, so I may as well move on to the main event. We will jump right in to the Christmas season starting November 1st.

My diet starts tomorrow,

Lady Samantha