Skip to main content

Fried WHAT?

After this weekend, I am going on a diet.
Just kidding. But after what I ate yesterday, I really do feel like I need to go on a detox or something. Uggghhh. Food has not sounded appealling today whatsoever.

So before we went to the state fair, we went to ww.Cousins for
burgers and fries. The burger was oh so good! I think cheeseburgers are my favorite food. :)


Well, then we headed to the fair. I like just walking around all the indoor exhibits and booths. One of my favorites has always been the photography and art exhibit.


Well, then I decided that I just HAD to try some fried oreos. Yes, FRIED oreos. I had heard that they were good, so I figured why not try them? I mean, they sounded much more appealling to me than fried twinkies or fried candy bars, ewww....


Well, they actually were really good! Sort of like fried dough with chocolate on the inside! BUT as always, I overdid it and ate way too many...on top of the cheeseburger I had earlier. Not my brightest idea ever. And even as I was eating them, was imagining my arteries thickening with each bite! yet I still ate almost every single one!


When will I ever learn??

Needless to say, I felt more horrible than I have EVER felt after a cheat meal. I am usually starving in the mornings and can't wait to eat breakfast, but I woke up this morning not even wanting to look at food. I kind of had to make myself eat today. All this pain just for the momentary pleasure!

Comments

  1. AnonymousAugust 29, 2011 at 7:32 PM

    Oh!!!!! I think that sounds fabulous except for the part where you felt miserable! I can't wait to have a cheeseburger!!!!

    ReplyDelete
  2. IndigolocsSeptember 5, 2011 at 12:05 AM

    Lucky me, I was out of town for the fair. If i wasn't I would've definitely tried a Krispy Kreme burger!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

People always said That time would heal the pain But how can that be When mine still remains? The tears still fall At just the thought of you So I know that what they say Just can't be true As the years go by I miss you so much still  No matter how much time passes I know I always will How are you not here To ease my hurting heart? Never could I have imagined We would ever be apart My world has been shattered A piece of me is gone And all I can do is pray For strength to live on I know that one day soon I will see you again I just have to try to suffer through And make it until then
5 comments
Read more

Putting My Heart Out There

Hey guys. Here's where we're at right now: Matt finished his radiation treatments last week. Did they help? I don't know. He's sleeping a lot more. Having trouble chewing and swallowing. Not eating much. Not talking much, at least not in full sentences. It's just been a slow, steady decline for the last few months. I think it was really too late for radiation....But who knows, maybe it is delaying things. We went in last Tuesday for his infusion and talked with his neuro-oncologist about everything that we've been seeing with Matt, and he decided that we're at the point now where we should discontinue treatments...I feel like it's the right decision, even though it breaks my heart knowing that there is nothing else we can do. But I feel like we've done everything. All the supplements, the diet, the chemo, the radiation... Matt has fought hard. He never gave up hope. He kept the faith. He never complained through any of this. Not once did I hea...
238 comments
Read more

Why?

Why? Why do I care so much?  Why do I make sure they brush their teeth at night so that they don't get cavities? Why do I spend my own money to buy them clothes, toys and decorate their rooms, among other things?  Why do I do 5,000 loads of laundry a week to make sure they have clothes to wear to school? Why do I make sure they go to church on Sundays so that they'll be raised to know about Jesus? Why do I try to give them chores and responsibilities so that they will turn out to be decent human beings? Why do I read them a bedtime story at night, even when I'm exhausted? Why do I clean up after them constantly and cook for them and try to always have healthy snacks and food on hand? Why do I go to their sports games and practices, just to feel like the odd man out standing there awkwardly with their bio mom? Why do I give 100% of myself and make so many sacrifices for children I didn't birth? Only to be insulted and told hurtful things? To be made to feel like I'm ...
5 comments
Read more