Don’t put that last chocolate-covered pretzel in your mouth!
Why, oh why don’t we listen to our bodies? When they’re full, I mean. Of food. I either need to throw up or ingest vast quantities of TUMS. I am smarter than this.
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| This chipmunk is me. The peanut is the last chocolate-covered pretzel. I made a bad choice. |
I should just know better.
Yesterday was my birthday. David made me my favourite seafood casserole for dinner and my favorite 3-in-1 chocolate cake for dessert. Shawn & Amber brought chocolate stuffs. I ate little bits of each, but didn’t lose my mind. I had a wine spritzer with dinner and then drank sparkling water. I was a good girl.
Today, was an altogether different story. I opened the fridge this morning and to what did my wondering eyes did appear? LEFTOVER CAKE!!! The logic fairy came and visited me. She said, “You know, it’s better to eat cake earlier in the day because you’ll have time to burn it off when you exercise.” The Logic Fairy can soon become the Faulty-Logic Fairy if she visits you more than once in a day. After I ate a piece of 3-in-1 chocolate cake for breakfast with a glass of soy milk for protein – I mean, c’mon, I wasn’t going to be dumb about it – she visited me again at about 4:00 p.m. when I needed a snack. “It’s better to eat something sweet now when you’ll still have time to burn it off…” Except that I had already exercised and wasn’t planning on exercising again before going over to dinner at my friend Nathalie’s place. My protein with the afternoon snack of cake was a handful of pecans. I recognize that 2 pieces of chocolate cake in lieu of real food is perhaps a bad idea.
I took over some of the marvellous chocolatey stuffs to Nathalie’s, thinking that I could at least share my badness. Chocolate-covered toffee, Chocolate-covered bready peanut-buttery thingies and chocolate-covered pretzels. I had a few of each before dinner. Along with the 3 frozen daiquiris “Your glass is empty, you need a top up.” Today was really hot… The frozen strawberry daiquiris? They felt really good in my mouth. All three of them.
I had an amazing dinner of roast pork with gravy and roasted veggies and SALAD. I saw that the salad was good, knew that the salad was good, ate the salad and it was good. I needed to stop then. But the chocolatey stuffs came outside and then there was blueberry pie with ice cream that had those little tiny dots of real vanilla bean… and then I morphed into the chipmunk above. And now I need to have TUMS.
I am DUMB. Because not only did I overeat, but I ate shit that makes me feel bad – chocolatey-covered wheaty pretzel shit that makes my blood sugar go all wonky, but is all salty and chocolatey and wheaty and tastes so frickin’ good. And I drank 3 daiquiris!! Which means that in bed tonight I’m going to have night sweats. Because I’m in PERI-FREAKING-MENOPAUSE and I shouldn’t drink more than one of anything. And I know this… and I am DUMB. I might have to get David to hide those last two pieces of cake that are still in the fridge so that I don’t repeat this cycle of insanity tomorrow.
I'm sorry. Amber says I overdo things…I just was gonna get the 2 different kids of pretzels but then I saw the peanut butter ones…and then the peanut brittle ones! I was like a kid in a candy store.
Hope you feel better!
Leftover birthday cake is always a bad thing in this house. I can't walk through the kitchen without spotting it and thinking I can tidily fork away the well iced corner without anyone noticing and cover it up again is a very naive thought on my part. Everyone knows who forked the corner or that and then some!!!! (usually the case)
Eating until we feel some form of ill doesn't sound bad, but it sure feels bad when it happens! How nice to have those that love you enough to bring you all the yummy things to indulge in though! : )
Feel better soon! xo
No, no, no!!!! You shall not be sorry. I LOVE chocolate-covered pretzel-y goodness. I just shouldn't have eaten all the boxes of them – by myself. It's my own fault. I adore you and the TUMS have worked – so there!
I'm stuck on the phrase "who forked the corner" – I may have to start using it in everyday conversation. It will be our thing, okay Cathy?? It is VERY nice indeed to have those who love me shower me with yummy things… Hear that Shawn??