Darn you cookies, cakes, cupcakes, luscious dinners, chips, cheese & crackers, and squares!!!!
Wait. Come back! I didn't mean it. I still love you.
But we need to break up for a while.
Not for a long while - because, well, all I do is think about you. Even when I'm supposed to be working. But - my pants are tight.
(on a side note: the title of this entry might be the most perfect blog name ever. I'm thinking about changing. Probably. Maybe.)
And with a holiday coming up - I need to shift my focus. I really want to think about how to make meat and salads exciting and pretty. Cause really? Meat isn't always pretty. But I don't think it's the meat's fault. I mean - it came off a dead thing.
But I need to be as excited about, say, a hamburger patty or a chicken breast as I would be about a cupcake. Or a cookie. Or chips. mmmmmmm..... chiiiiiips.
A few weeks ago I set myself up with a goal in mind. But I ALREADY know that I'm totally not going to make it - I haven't been so diligent. And I only have five weeks left.
The Cane Girl exercising self-control with food? Unheard of. Unconscionable. Unbelievable.
But. I gotta try.
Cause my pants are tight.
Some of you may scoff at me - but I do the Low Carb "thing". It really does work. And I feel better when I cut out all the starchy carbs.
Although I miss rice. And potatoes.
And I have considered cutting off my own arm in exchange for a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, while in the midst of a "Carb Battle". I can't even drive past that place without drooling.
I wish I found "regular" food more exciting. When I see a perfect cupcake on a blog and it looks totally delicious, I seriously have heart palpitations.
And I have done "regular" food with passion and interest, but only because I knew I would soon be doing what I really wanted to do (bake) at some point.... So doing "regular" food was kind of like a warm up to the fun stuff.
I will paste on my plastic smile, say "I WANT to be cooking this!! It's so exciting! And delicious! Who needs a midnight snack of chips or cupcakes or cookies ANYWAY? Baking is boring."
Wish me luck - because since I've come home it's been an epic fail. I like to think that at home I have so much more control over what I'm eating as compared to when I'm at work. But it seems like whenever I'm trying to do something it's always "oh Heather - come over for dinner cause it's someone's birthday" "oh Heather, let's go for lunch" "oh Heather, let's go to the movies and eat inappropriate amounts of popcorn".
Not that I mind, because it's quality time with people I love - I get stalemated because I think "well, this day is in the toilet - let's try again tomorrow. Oh - you want to feed me? I guess the day after tomorrow will have to do". Blech.
A bumpy road? Literally - yeah.
This is the Cane Girl in tight pants - signing off.