Notes From the Assistant: XXX Revealed, I Cheated and A New Cat

A TOTALLY random assortment of things going on since my last post.

Mar 18, 2012 at 5:24pm | Leave a comment

Welcome Rebecca Holman (and Sarah Woolley!!)

XXX, as you now know, is Rebecca Holman!  She will be the new Editor overseeing xoJane in the UK.  How exciting is that?  We've kept this secret for so long that I even would forget who XXX was when I  would see the contact entry on Jane's phone.   (I  would get strangely excited by seeing the XXX until I remembered why it was there.)  Now that her identity is out in the open I couldn't be more excited and relieved.  She is awesome and the site is going to be so cool.  (Especially with writers like Sarah Woolley contributing.  SO excellent!)


It continues to be very busy in the office on top of this great news.  We're working (most of us non-stop) to bring you some pretty fun and awesome posts in the upcoming weeks.  As always, it would be unfair of me to spill the beans on that stuff (sorry- still more secret keeping).  But we will have some pretty fabulous interviews, some traveling and other exciting (we hope) material for you soon. (And remember, you can always tell us anything you want to see- love your ideas!)

I Need To Change My Cheating Ways. Or do I?

As you know, Jane and I were on a raw food cleanse for five days.  It was intense and not always easy.  I have always been down with trying different diets, exercise programs and cleanses.  I also have a strong will and determination to follow these things to the letter.  (I'm the guy who reads all the instructions on anything I buy before I use it or try it.)  Now that we have finished it,  I  have to say that I have never felt better and clearer.  I was a HUGE skeptic of raw food and used to make fun of my die-hard vegan friends.  I 'm all about meat and potatoes.  The GO cleanse from Gingersnaps may just have converted me (or at least changed my views on eating raw).  As you can imagine, going through this with Jane was a riot and a learning experience.  

The wonderful thing about Jane (and everyone else that works in the office) is we are never afraid to speak our minds and tell it like it is.  This was certainly true when Jane and I would talk about what we were going through.   We had two very different experiences for sure.  She and I will go into greater detail  in a separate post soon (a lot of talk of bowels, peeing and cravings), but today I have to come clean and clear my conscience about the night I cheated.

Like I mentioned, I live for following the guidelines of these of programs with extreme precision.  You get the best results and gain the clearest understanding of the benefits of whatever it is you are trying by going by the book.  Gingersnap's Organic, the company we used for this internal excavation, makes DELICIOUS food and laid out a very clear and concise plan to follow.    I started off the week fine. It was actually pretty easy.  I wasn't remotely tempted by the coffee, snacks, lunches laden with all sorts of cooked flesh and other non-raw food that was constantly in my line of sight. 


That all changed on day four.  It had been a hectic day and I was slightly stressed.  I went to the office kitchen to grab a bottle of water.  When I opened the refrigerator door my enemy was staring me straight in the appetite, cheese.  My stomach flipped and grumbled, but I managed to  considered  myself a dog person.  Living with two cats during the past eight years was something I never thought I would do. (There are logistical reason why I have, but I won't get into those here.)  When Sasha had to be put to sleep in January I was fine with having just one cat, Winter.  Winter seemed pretty OK with it as well.  He ruled the roost.  Over the last two months he has developed a delayed depression (at least that's what I am told).  It got to the point where he would not leave my side.  He would rest with me on the couch while I watched TV, on my lap while I worked on the computer, he slept with me if I left my door open and he would even wait outside of the bathroom for me whenever I used it.


He was lonely and I was feeling  personality  in hopes a new name would come to me.  So far Oliver is the only name that has sort of  fit.  Maybe you could help?  Or, if you don't think I should change it from Homer, tell me.  I can live with that too.

Have great weeks ahead everyone!  XO Bryan 

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