Pacled love and voodoo diets

Ah. Monday.

I lurched myself awake and then worked and worked, I enjoyed the sun and had a healthy homemade lunch:


Not my actual dish, but you get the gist.

Basmati rice
tomatoes
garlic
jalapenos
green peppers
onions
red pepper flakes
chili powder
shredded chicken
black beans
corn
cilantro

I cooked them all up in my lobster pot and made 12 prepacked meals for my honey and I. Yum.

The I ate a crappy stale store bought brownie. Oops.



So not worth it.

Did I ever tell you that I once had an obsession with Little Debbie Brownies? I craved them everyday! They were hard to kick because a box of 10 cost like $1.50 and you could also get them at the corner store by my office for 25 cents.



I was embarrassed by my habit, but I let people know about it too. A friend of mine made a Little Debbie Voodoo doll for me, it really did the trick!

Always on my mind

A miracle?

Last night, driving home in a growing snowfall, I stopped to buy some impulse ice cream at a wonderful ice cream shop.



I love to eat ice cream when it is cold. I got the Sweet Cream ice cream.

I continued the drive home, Todd put the impulse ice cream in the freezer, he put away the groceries, I went to cat sit, and I totally forgot to eat any ice cream!

I just realized that now.

For some reason I am really proud of myself even though I give most of the credit to my poor memory.

Print this for assistance this holiday season:

"You've had enough!"

Ok, so I have not been in touch with gym lately...

but the gym is not far from my thoughts.

Does that count??

Last night I turned down ice cream! Ice cream!

But I did not turn down ice cream on my birthday, I can forgive myself for that, right?


As the weather turns cool and night falls faster and earlier, I know I will need to turn to gym. This weekend I want to look for a used bike to ride to the gym. Or maybe I could look into renting a locker at the gym. If you could not tell, I am trying to cover multiple excuses to avoid the gym!

Did I ever tell you

how I cut down on chocolate??

I did my own aversion therapy experiment.

For a long, long time, I would CRAVE chocolate every afternoon. substituting that craving with something else never worked. I needed chocolate. I tried and tried to limit myself, but it wasn't working.


I finally curbed my daily cravings with very bitter dark chocolate.

You see, I am not a huge fan of very bitter dark chocolate. I can only handle a few bites.

I'm talking 85-90% cocoa, or cacao, depending on your language.


So I bought a bar, the one on the far right to be exact, and stuck it in my desk drawer. When I wanted chocolate, I took a nibble. A nibble was about 1/2 of one of the little rectangles that make up the bar, or less.

Well, that 1 bar of 85% cacao dark chocolate lasted about 3 1/2 weeks. 3 1/2 WEEKS!

That was not will power, that was pure bitter-faced disgust!


And it did prevent me from running off for a Hershey bar.

This experiment was done around the advent of the reported benefits of dark chocolate. That was good to know in case I started to enjoy dark chocolate- which was a risk of this study.

I also considered using white chocolate, which is also not my favorite.

Now I do not even have any chocolate, white or milk or dark or semi-sweet around my desk. I kicked the habit.

Saying goodbye

This week I made the decision to give up pop and let caffeine hang around a little longer.

I had been basically caffeine free for 5 years until I got hot and heavy into my school work. I am not a coffee or tea fan and diet pop tastes icky to me, so regular pop was my caffeine vessel.

Look at how much sugar is in pop!


Now that I am done with school it is time let pop go.


Goodbye old friend!

(By the way, I am not sure that pop helped me at all through my awkward teen years...did it help you?)

Now I have gained a somewhat better appreciation for coffee, so I am hanging on to the caffeine for now. I refrained from it for 3 days last week and awoke with a headache each day. I am not ready for that pain yet. Give me time.