Sunday, May 22, 2011

the "me" police and my chocolate obsession

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

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 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.


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 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'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.


Stop staring at me you dirty Twix bar.
You too Snickers.
I mean it.

P.S.  I will miss you dearly.

1 comment:

  1. I feel ya, girl. That mean old chocolate. Blah.

    I just bought Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred...I feel so out of shape, I hope I can do it! Healthier me would be a much better me. ;)