My husband and I had a date earlier today. He has been working alot lately and he also helps out with the local football team. Needless to say he hasn't been home much. We had opportunity to spend the afternoon together to so we took it. What did we do? Eat. Olive Garden and Coldstone Creamery. It was very good.
Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE food. I love textures, tastes, smells, etc. I love everything about it. I love to cook it. I love for someone else to cook it for me. I love to cook for others. I'm good at it. I can take any recipe and make it better. I call it my talent. I LOVE food.
If there is anyone out there that has any idea how to break this love affair I would "love" to hear your ideas.
These last couple of weeks have been horrible. I know that I have failed. Food has won the short term battles lately. I have all but given up. Then I remember why I decided to try to lose the weight to begin with. I look bad, I feel bad, I have a hard time doing anything. I am unhealthy. I would hate to know what my cholesterol is. I'm sure that I am borderline diabetic. I probably have high blood pressure. I know these things yet I still LOVE food.