The Trouble With Fries
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Okay, no food is off limits because the idea that I can never have something I like only makes me want it more. So I had fries with my favorite grilled cheese sandwich. Ate the sandwich and half the fries and felt full. But DH was still eating so I sat there in front of that plate of fries and was mightily tempted to keep eating them. And did eat a few more, but not all of them. Question for myself and others who have the same problem - Do those fries really taste that much better than a baked potato with salt and pepper? My answer is "no" but sandwiches usually come "with fries" on the menu. I must remember that I can substitute a baked potato or specify "no side".
On Sunday my friend said, "You just keep getting smaller" and I answered, "I'm going to quit soon. I don't want to be anorexic." But here it is Thursday and I have gained 3 pounds. Can I blame water weight? Well, no. It might well have been those fries, plus 2 glasses of Coca-cola and, oh, yeah, ice cream after church last night. That was my pastor's fault. After teaching from Exodus and relating it to our own "Red Sea" experiences, he said, "It's hot in this room. Go somewhere cooler. Get some ice cream." Good church member that I am, I got the ice cream. Would have loved a hot fudge sundae but got, instead, the cheap ice cream from the grocery store. I had one bowl with almonds and my husband and son also ate some but the carton is still in the freezer. I plan to ignore it all day today. Ask me if I successfully avoided it.