Keto trudges forward. I have learned that I can have a square of Ghirardelli superdark chocolate once a day and still stay where I need to be. So, I'm doing that, because I need it. I would rather do that and stay sane than lose it one day and knock over a Krispy Kreme. Which I have contemplated. I think I have kicked the physical addiction, it's the emotional dependency that has me feeling a little down.
For example - I ended up ordering dinner from Cracker Barrel tonight because it was easier - buuuuut - the things I always loved most about their food are things I really can't have now. And that's OK. I ate within my plan, and it was satiating. At least physically. But I was a little sad that I couldn't pop a biscuit in my mouth to push down the feelings. Feelings are mostly round. That's why cakes and cookies are so good at it. Pizza, too - all pie, really.
It's a process.
Today, I found a dog at the Nashville Humane Association that could be Piper's brother. Meet Percy:
Now, we're not in the market for a second dog, but you have to admit, they could be related:
Now, this is not her first doppelganger - remember Monty?
Matt suggests that given the number of Piper-esque dogs seeking homes, one might surmise that this particular line/type of dog is less than desirable. He may have a point. I would say that a better assumption would be that some people haven't got any taste.
We didn't get Monty, we won't be getting Percy. I just enjoy looking at cute dogs. Better that, I suppose than trolling for brownie recipes...
There's a box of mix in our cabinet. It needs to be removed from the premises, unconsumed.
So basically, it's low grade food longings, or what the Germans might call Essenschmerz, and a mild desire to acquire a dog - Hundelust.
Those Germans really know how put my feelings into words.
Spargelzeit.
ae
For example - I ended up ordering dinner from Cracker Barrel tonight because it was easier - buuuuut - the things I always loved most about their food are things I really can't have now. And that's OK. I ate within my plan, and it was satiating. At least physically. But I was a little sad that I couldn't pop a biscuit in my mouth to push down the feelings. Feelings are mostly round. That's why cakes and cookies are so good at it. Pizza, too - all pie, really.
It's a process.
Today, I found a dog at the Nashville Humane Association that could be Piper's brother. Meet Percy:
Now, this is not her first doppelganger - remember Monty?
Matt suggests that given the number of Piper-esque dogs seeking homes, one might surmise that this particular line/type of dog is less than desirable. He may have a point. I would say that a better assumption would be that some people haven't got any taste.
We didn't get Monty, we won't be getting Percy. I just enjoy looking at cute dogs. Better that, I suppose than trolling for brownie recipes...
There's a box of mix in our cabinet. It needs to be removed from the premises, unconsumed.
So basically, it's low grade food longings, or what the Germans might call Essenschmerz, and a mild desire to acquire a dog - Hundelust.
Those Germans really know how put my feelings into words.
Spargelzeit.
ae
Comments
Balance, with maybe a little more weight towards the good side. Hopefully.