I didn't do so great on meals last week either. Called the pizza delivery guy quite a bit. Needless to say I've got a few extra pounds I need to shed. Damn power outage. I wonder if I can sue AEP for my obesity (I'm sure stranger things have happened in our litigious society).
So...I've tried a couple of times to fight the urge for King Dons (or Ding Dongs depending on which part of the country you're in) and the past two times I've got them from the vending machine, they have been mangled to the point where I don't even want to eat them...so I wind up throwing them away. Today I reasoned that the Ho-Ho's that were in there were just like King Dons, only smaller, so they'd be fine. So I got a pack.
They, too, were somewhat mangled on the ends, but with 3 to a pack, they were still edible. So I ate one. A single Ho-Ho. And I have to say...I was not liking it. Yeah, I know...it's probably throwing you for a loop right now. But I ate one of those and was instantly not liking the tasted in my mouth. The taste I was tasting, the texture, hell-even the smell, did NOT match how my brain remembered a Hostess Ho-Ho. I wound up throwing the other two away.
I think my body is finally getting to the point where it just doesn't like the same stuff I used to like (the stuff that got me fat because that's ALL I ate).
And that's a good place for me to be right now.
Here's a shot of the Ding Dongs I couldn't finish:
Alright, lunch is about over. I have to leave you with this image from the Fourth of July that makes me smile every time I look at it:
Hope your Monday is going well. Hoping you all have a day full of awesomeness!! If it's a day full of suck--sorry (and could you just keep the suck away from my awesome-sauce. Cool? 'kay. Thanks!