So...for the last few months, my diet has consisted mainly of apples and eggs. Apples and eggs, apples and eggs. Not together, you see. I ate just those two things, in random moments and prepared various ways. The apple ways: sauced, whole, sliced. The egg ways: scrambled, over-easy, hard-boiled. I added spoonfuls of hazelnut spread to the diet mix for fun, since my body could handle it. Yay!
Christmas came along and I got sick with 'the funk.' 'The Funk' was ruthless and mean, and I don't think I ate for a few days. I was miserable and whiny. Anybody else feel the need to whine a little when you have the flu, even if you're alone in the house? I verified this with a neighbor, so I'm pretty sure this is universal. She just whines. I have a long, drawn-out 'nooooooo' to offer up to the flu gods. I whined a lot when my eyeballs were hot.
Let's get to the empty box, shall we?
One fine day, the husband was going to the store and asked if I wanted anything. I said I wanted junk, because I was sick and tired of eggs, apples and nothing! He brought me a box of pure sugar and sin, and this is how I opened it:
See how not proud I was, ripping the poor box open? I was a beast! I had no self-control, inhaling the entire box in three days! Maybe two... I forget. Okay, I didn't inhale the box, since I was able to photograph the evidence of my loss of control. The fact remains: This chick barely unwrapped these wicked nuggets before gulping them down.
After that episode -- which I thoroughly enjoyed, by the way -- I re-kicked junk out of my life. I'm convinced Oatmeal Creme Pies give me bug-eyes...and make me grind my teeth.
Two questions: Do you do funny stuff when you're sick, and is there a food that makes you bug-eyed?
When I'm not feeling well I want to sleep and be left alone. I sometimes whine too, and apparently I sound like Marge Simpson!
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