The Day I Started

You know that I can direct you to some of the best Mac 'n Cheese in Los Angeles? It's true, and if you need directions, or company, let me know. I have always had an obsession with Mac 'n Cheese. But that's not where it all started. It all started when I quit smoking and started buying Dorritos. Much to my beau's dismay I used food to alleviate my oral fixation and before I knew it, I looked in the mirror and I was a whopping 50 lbs. heavier.. Crap. So, through lying to myself, and pretending it just wasn't happening I managed to maintain my newly acquired weight. When Brian left for extended trips, I lost about 20lbs, but when my party-loving beau came back, so did the 20 lbs.. Crap, again.

So this morning I found myself in a weight watchers center. I thought I just might burst into flames the minute I stepped on the scale, but it was relatively painless. The good news - I haven't gained much since my last meeting with them five months ago. The bad news - I'm still fat. So I got through the meeting without having a nervous breakdown, and decided to post some of their sayings up around my kitchen. Some quips like:

Feelings are waves, choose which ones you will ride.

Acknowledge your feelings, don't feed them (Which is now scrolling on the bottom on my computer. I wonder how long that will take to annoy me.).

I hope my never-gain-one-pound-no-matter-what beau doesn't mind having them posted all over the place, 'cause they're gonna be!

So good bye creamy curries - I will miss you. Good bye big boxes of Buncha Crunch -you were all too happy to accompany me to the movies. Good bye restaurant chips and salsa - you were always a good friend. Good bye to the creamy goodness of mac 'n cheese - you comforted me on the worst of days. Good bye tempura - I will miss you the most.

Now, how am I gonna make it though lunch with Naveen on Sunday? Things are about to get interesting . . . . .