I am so full I may die. No seriously. I ate so much, and I knew it as I was SHOVELING it into my mouth. My problem with food lies in portion control, or lack there of. I know I know, but LIBBY you have NO GUTS?!?! Didn’t they like, staple yer stomach?! Didn’t you have that SURGERY AND TAKE THE EASY WAY OUT?!
Ya. I did. No. It was not easy. No it still isn’t easy and it’s going to be three years in July…
*le sigh* It is still tough to know when to stop. Food is a necessity, yet it is completely a gate way drug to happiness! I love to cook. I love to eat! I love to entertain! If only I could get paid to be Martha Stewart Jr. and like, do all this for others, and build a media empire! (A girl can dream).
Food is going to be an ongoing battle. We need it to survive. The difference will be in realizing that just because it is sitting on my plate, doesn’t mean I have to eat it all. Or just because on the Food Network, we add BUTTER to make it BETTER, I don’t have to do that in order to make things taste great.
In other news, I am hoping to secure a piano very soon. I hope that this will inspire me to practice some discipline, and serenade my child with my skillz (that are definitely out of practice).
I think this will be a good habit to get back into. Music. My long lost soul mate.
Tomorrow is weigh in day. Wish me luck….