Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Hungry and Disorderly

Oh my, folks.  Let me tell you about this weekend.  Well, to preface, let me tell you that I bake like Betty Crocker.  I'm seriously an amazing baker, and when I bake something, I can't help but to partake.  And so on Friday night, as a gift to my husband for being an amazing man, I baked chocolate chip cookies.  52 of them.

I think that 35 of them may have found their way to my stomach over the course of my three-day weekend.  I'm not exaggerating or trying to be funny...I actually think that happened.  I say that because there were only about 15 cookies left as of this morning, and I just didn't see Hubs eating as many as I did.  Well, that and the fact that Hubs just doesn't binge-eat like I do.  Oh, and on Sunday morning Hubs brought me a donut back from the coffee shop, and I scarfed that as well.  If it weren't for the cookies and the donut it would have been a successful weekend.

Hmmm...okay, that's kind of a lie.  Because Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday night, about an hour before we fell asleep, I binged like a starving animal.  Well, maybe it doesn't quite classify as bingeing, but I ate a LOT.  Potato chips, pretty much as many as I could shove in my mouth over a 15 minute period; mixed nuts, which were so delicious and salty and salty and delicious; did I mention chocolate chip cookies?  Oh, and caramel corn, tons of it.  And last night - the piece de resistance - there was pretty much nothing left in our pantry so I found a box of crackers we got in a gift basket for Christmas and pretty much ate three-quarters of those.

Wow, this was like confession. 


Today has been more successful on paper, but not mentally.  I had a good fiber-filled breakfast, a great fruit- and veggie-filled lunch, and I have an apple and a cheese stick for my commute snack.  But mentally and physically...and I really think it's both, though more mental when it comes to what I choose to eat...I'm ravenous.  I want to eat and eat and eat until the horrible food demon inside of me shuts the hell up, I want him to feel satisfied for once, and I want him to leave me alone.  He's like the monkey on my back that I keep feeding so he'll quiet down, only perpetuating the cycle.  Fucking monkey can kiss my ass.


And that was cathartic.

Happy Tuesday, folks.  Send good vibes out into the universe for me to have a better week, would ya?  ;)


Oh, and how could I forget?  I lost two more pounds last week, bringing me down 5 pounds in two weeks.  Not bad, except that I probably undid most of that over the last four days.  Boo!!!


Randy said...

I'm that way with cooking, too! One of my favorite things to make is red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting.. not surprisingly, it's usually correlated that I don't lose a single ounce on weeks that these cakes get baked. And then there's the ultimate fudge brownies with homemade chocolate buttercream frosting just sort of slopped right on top...

So don't feel bad about the case of the missing chocolate chip cookies.

Are you a fan of chocolate-covered pretzels? I think those should have their own special place in nirvana. Salty, yet chocolaty too..

Wow, I've got to get off of this dessert kick!

LABleedsBlue said...

HAHA! I love your blog! We are two of the same; I eat so ravenously, I think it might scare people sometimes. ;)

I'm not allowed to make brownies or cookies anymore because I will EAT THEM ALL. I seriously baked a 9x9 of brownies one lonely morning thinking T would really appreciate them when he got home. Well, I ate ALL BUT ONE before he got home. And it took every ounce of willpower not to eat that last one. I'm one sad, sad woman!

Hope you have a great weekend! Congrats on 5 lbs GONE!

Lauren said...

Come back!