I often feel that some things in life would be sooo much easier if I had my own personal police force.
Their goal would be to prohibit, enforce and basically just police yours truly...me.
Let me explain...
My dogs are all nice and lean...why?
because I am the one who says what goes in their mouths...
<although they do occasionally sneak treats like horse poop...which is abundant in these parts...my pasture at least>
I care about their welfare and their well being and their health so they are on a strict, measured diet of a very high quality food.
If only I could do the same for myself.
Seriously.
Now I'd admit that I'd be a little...we'll call it, disgruntled... if I were suddenly locked away from all food and only able to eat what some higher, well- intentioned being allowed me.
But, I would be a much skinnier and healthier blahblahblah disgruntled person.
Which would be nice!
I was going to give up chocolate or caffeine or alcoholic beverages for Lent...
but that fell through...
I definitely lean on these things to get me through the day...
<the first two anyway...I must have them! the third is just nice to have occasionally...like on the weekend or after an especially long day of work>
Seriously though, I used to depend on coffee to warm me up on freezing cold winter mornings <And Yes, sis we DO have those down here- even if it's like minus 30 up there where you are it does not make plus 30 here any more bearable for me!> ...
but now...its ALL mornings...then a soda or sweet tea midday to keep me going!
Chocolate, however, is the devil and salvation all in one.
A true love-hate relationship.
A moment on the lips , forever on the hips...it's true.
But when you need it, none of that matters.
So...I have decided I MUST let go of my chocolate obsession.
My new rule...unless you are Godiva, Swiss, or some fantastically decadent freshly baked dessert...
I don't need you anymore.
I don't.
Really.
Stop staring at me you dirty Twix bar.
You too Snickers.
I mean it.
P.S. I will miss you dearly.
2 days ago